“I did not say that, exactly,” Obi-Wan said in a low tone.
“Yes, you tried very hard not to,” Sano Sauro replied lightly, with another eloquent glance at the Senators. “But let us move on before we get further snared in Jedi logic. Is it true that you once left the Jedi order?”
Bant threw Obi-Wan a shocked look. Obi-Wanwas just as stunned. But why should he be? Obviously Xanatos had pumped Bruck for information, gathering all he could about Qui-Gon and his Padawan. And Xanatos had told Vox.
“Yes,” he said in a clear voice.
“And you were not reinstated into the Jedi order at the time of Bruck’s death?”
“That is correct,” Obi-Wan said.
Obi-Wan expected more questioning about his leaving the order, but Pi T’Egal interrupted. “Is this relevant to Bruck Chun’s death, Sano Sauro?” he asked sternly. “Let us proceed.”
“As your honor wishes,” Sano Sauro said with a slight bow.
Pi T’Egal turned to Obi-Wan. “Please tell us what happened on that day.”
Obi-Wan began. Once again, he described Qui-Gon’s plan to foil Xanatos. His pursuit of Bruck to the Room of a Thousand Fountains. Bruck’s threat to kill Bant—
Sano Sauro interrupted. “How exactly did he threaten her life?”
“He said that Bant would die, and he didn’t have to do anything. And I would have to watch it.” Remembering those words, Obi-Wan felt a chill go through him almost as vivid as the one he had felt then. Bant looked down at her clasped hands.
“I see,” Sano Sauro said in a tone that indicated he thought Obi-Wanwas lying. “And how did you know that this was true? Did you know Bant was dying? Did you know that Bruck would let her die?”
“The Force was very dark in Bruck,” Obi-Wan began to explain.
“Ah, the Force! I have been waiting for it to appear in testimony!” Sano Sauro declared, raising his arms.”The famous Force, which tells the Jedi what to do!”
“It does not tell us what to do,” Obi-Wan said. “It binds us and connects us—”
“This - command tells you that a young boy is willing to kill,” Sano Sauro answered witheringly. “So therefore you kill him. Because of your mighty Force.”
“The Force guided me, yes,” Obi-Wan said. “But the Force never guides to kill.” He threw a glance at the Senators. Jedi believed in feelings. Here at the hearing they wanted logic and facts. How could he explain that his feelings told him that Bruck had fallen so deeply into Xanatos’s web of evil that he would even allow a Jedi student to die in front of his eyes?
Pi T’Egal and most of the Senators seemed to be listening intently to him without any hint that they were moved by Sano Sauro’s sarcasm. But one of the Senators looked uncertain, and Bicon Ransa leaned over to whisper in her ear.
Bant looked at him, alarm in her eyes. She knew he was losing. Obi-Wan felt a sudden sweat drench his tunic. He had lost control of his testimony. Sano Sauro had twisted his words and made him look like a hotheaded fool, or worse, a dangerous liar.
“Sano Sauro, I must caution you,” Pi T’Egal said. “The Jedi connection to the Force is well respected in the Senate.”
Sano Sauro nodded. “I know this, Senator. Yet this Force is something that no one else can see or feel. It is something we take the Jedi’s word for.”
“The Jedi word is also something we respect,” SenatorVi Callen said severely.
“And is this Force something that we feel confident we can judge a killing on?” Sano Sauro asked, turning to the Senators. His voice rose in intensity as he spoke. “Something only the Jedi can feel, that is used in the defense of this dangerous boy? He says he felt it. We must trust that, and exonerate him? If so, then what have our laws come to, that we mete out justice according to something that we cannot see, hear, feel, or understand? This ‘Force’—what is it? What have we seen it do?”
Pi T’Egal looked to the back of the room. “Perhaps Qui-Gon Jinn can help us.”
Obi-Wan looked over. Relief coursed through him at the sight of Qui-Gon standing at the back of the room, near the door. Qui-Gon lifted a hand. Bruck’s lightsaber hilt suddenly shot from the table and sailed directly into his waiting fingers.
“That is one thing the Force can do,” Qui-Gon said, striding forward.
Sano Sauro paled but quickly recovered. “Tricks,” he sneered.
Qui-Gon ignored him. He turned Bruck’s hollow lightsaber hilt over in his hands, a look of concentration on his face. Everyone paused, watching him.
“This delay is also a stunt,” Sano Sauro said, his voice turning shrill. “Let us continue …”