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Everything seems normal in the room. Nothing out of the ordinary. Though Kale's lingering 'scent' seems a bit scattered.

"No. I didn't," Trever says, leaning against the doorway. "I don't trust him."

He tries to lock down on what he can catch of Kale; he figures it's his best bet to find him.

"All over the place..." he mutters. Louder, he snorts. "So you trust me instead?"

Trever shoves his hands into his pockets, staring out somewhere. He doesn't exactly trust Revan either, but he trusts him more than Tobias. "If I can't find him... I don't think Tobias could... I mean... it's like..." and he gets agitated here, "he's blocking the bond... or blocking me -probably Tobias- through the bond... or something."

His foot lashes out and scatters the parts that were around his feet.

As for Kale, it's as if he'd gotten up and left, though the question might be, who exactly was in charge?

"Not unheard of," he comments. "Bastila did the same when Malak was torturing her, so I would not feel the pain of it. And again later I blocked our connection so she would not hunt me down again after I returned her to the Jedi."

He glances over at that. "He is likely trying to protect you and Tob'ika. From what or who, I do not know."

"But I will do my damnedest to find out." Well, he's sort of found that Kale was here at least. Now to figure out if anyone else has been in here. He filters out Kale's presence from his perception and starts focusing on finding other signatures.

"But how am I supposed to find him if I can't sense him?" The idea of being protected from whatever his brother was going through just didn't register with him. Two bearing something was easier than just one. "He's never done this before."

Trever is there, of course, and Tobias.

As well as...

Revan, Carcer, some Bothan, Axis, a Jedi that feels like Trever and Kale (probably their father), Luke Skywalker, a pair of young force users...

As soon as he catches all of that he retracts and actually takes a physical step backward. "The answer to your question is that it is not him doing it. The answer to your problem is that he thinks he is someone else."

He's already working out a decent list of places that Kale could have gone if he thought he was him, Carcer, Tobias, or Axis, and hesitantly stretches his senses back out to see just who has 'been' here the most.

The blood drains out of Trever's face, making his freckles stand out all the more, and his mouth drops open as he hears that. "But dad said he fixed that..." he croaked. "He just had to wear his gloves...and he'd be fine..."

Tobias and Trever have been there the most. And Revan.

"Not always. Those gloves do not protect against everything." Particularly deliberate things, or things picked up from communal furniture. "As far as I know, there is no way to 'fix' psychometry."

He figures that Tobias isn't the sort to go wandering off to other places, not with his leg like it is, and he really doesn't want to think about where Kale might go if he thinks he's Trever. "This is the first time I have visited your home, but it feels oddly like me in here," he states.

"What... No... not fix the psychometry..." Trever licked his lips for a moment, "No... the whole... not knowing who he is... that happened before."

For a second he doesn't register what Revan says and then frowns. "He's been... when alone... sounding like you sometimes."

"This has happened before? When?" Either it's important or he's just curious. One could guess the former.

"Sounding like me how?" he asks. "My accent or my speech patterns?" He cuts that list down to just places he would go then. There's an awful lot of them.

Trever's getting flustered with worry now. "He.. we... were fifteen... we were fifteen and just... had been well... I don't know what triggered it. Dad had been giving us training in the Force... just little things...and Kale just... he... I don't know...wasn't him... wasn't anyone... more like... a lot of people... and animals...we found him in the hills." He's not looking at Revan now. Perhaps he didn't want to go to Tobias because he didn't want Tobias to know about this. "Dad purged his memories somehow..."

"I dunno... both?"

"Possibly a sort of aggressive empathy brought on by use of the Force," he starts at a mutter, before noticing how Trever is acting. Revan turns and puts his hands on Trever's shoulders. "Peace. We will find him and fix this." But the idea of purging someone else's memories makes his skin crawl and drags all of his memories on the issue forward.

"He was picking up memories from my times as a Sith, then, or my time since finding the Nexus."

Trever takes a deep breath. "Yeah. Okay. Okay." He's still jittery, but appears to be calming down, or forcing himself to calm down.

"Maybe... it might be a combination of all of them though."

"Perhaps. I can only hope he stayed in the Nexus, at any rate." He had too many haunts in his galaxy to narrow it down there. He also silently hopes that Kale didn't turn into Carcer in the meantime.

"Our best bet would be to try my house and go from there." Another pause. "He will be fine, Trever; I have experience with memory issues."

"Yeah... I hope so... " Though Trever doesn't look to sure about that. Instead he still looks edgy. Maybe they should tell Tobias...

"Your house? Okay."

"Your Master should know about this, Trever," he adds, none too gently. "Frankly, he should have been told before I was; he is the healer, not I."

"I..." His lips press together as he bites out a nasty retort. Revan is helping him after all. "I'll go get him then."

He's really only helping because he thinks Tobias's life has been bad enough already; he hasn't particularly liked either of the twins since those comments about him being Carcer's bitch. "Good."

No need to upset him even further.

Even if he is Carcer's bitch. >:D

Trever turns on heel and marches into the rest of the house, calling out for Tobias.

Saying this would likely end in Trever getting shocked on the earlobe as a reprimand. And in Revan leaving, more than likely.

Which is why he didn't say it! He's not stupid. Stumping around the house, Trever looked for Tobias. "Tobias? You here?"

He can feel you stumping, Trever.

He is, in fact, there, waiting for him around the corner and leaning on his cane. "I'm supposing you can explain why I can't feel Kale? More importantly, why I'm feeling a pair of Revans?"

Well goody for him.

Trever draws up short and blows noisily out of his mouth. "Kale... isn't himself... and isn't here."

"I noticed he isn't here. What do you mean, isn't himself?"

Revan's rather adept at sneaking; it wasn't hard to follow them. He leans himself against the wall before speaking. "He means that maybe you should keep a closer eye on your padawan, Tob'ika."