[Uncle is on his way out of the Jedi Temple's library when his datapad, tucked under his arm, turns on with a bump. Nothing can really be seen except the shift of fabric of Uncle's clothes. From above, a stream of continuous complaints can be heard above the dull chatter of the people walking around him.]--Not watch where they go! Uncle could get
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