"Greetings Jeren. Soon all will be as it should. We will have our buildings, and vehicles, and droids. We will be as we were on Ossus. But
we will be stronger, and we will be able to endure another attack such as the one that drove is from Ossus," he said to Jeren, his voice just as void of emotion as his face.
Part of him was sad, and mourned the loss of the jedi. Another part was happy that there were enough survivors to rebuild the jedi order. Another part, the dark part, wanted the sith to attack again, so that they could be destroyed, by his blade and his blade only. He considered that part dark because it craved destruction, even if it only wanted to destroy sith. But to some, destruction was destruction, no matter who got destroyed.
He turned to face Jeren, his face suddenly full of pride and happiness. His padawan made him happy, and filled him with pride. Cronos wasn't sure he would be able to handle the task of training a padawan, but his work impressed him, and Jeren impressed him, and that made him happy.
"Come and join me my padawan, atop the rolling hills of this beautiful planet. Let us meditate in the ways of the force. This location might make our meditation more pleasurable, being that it is the Valley of the Jedi."