"There are two layers of fighting here, two different assaults. There was intense interest in this alcove. Do the Force sensitive among you sense anything here or beyond it? Perhaps there is a hidden entrance, something that only a Jedi could access?"
The young padawan continues to tap his chin, deep in thought. "Hm. Well spotted, my friend.", he nods at the young techie, as he himself glances over the lists. "I suggest we go and check out this Restricted Area. I never imagined the Jedi Order being secretive with one another... but every institution has more secrets than anyone ever imagines.", he muses, slowly making his way across the shelves. "Hm. I have to admit, I am mostly knowledgeable with secrets hidden in plain sight, amongst dozens of other documents...", he ponders as he turns around the same place for the third time.
Still squatting next to an open panel, Joran rocks back on his heels for a moment, listening to the others as they speak and go about their own tasks. He stares blankly at the mess in front of him for a moment. Sure would be nice to be able to just know where things are and how to get them without any kind of effort. Just ask the Force.
He sighs and shakes his head to clear away those thoughts, then turns back to the task at hand. "Hmm, maybe this does something..." he mutters as he works, hastily splicing together a couple wires. When nothing happens, he grows frustrated. "Oh come on!" he exclaims, giving the thing a solid thump with his hand.