I know the answer. I am the one who is right. But who are you?
A Force conviction, a push, a command pulsing with life. A question that
Tysy Dvukh knew how to answer, unimpressive though the answers were.
She had almost blacked out at that instant. Was she concentrating too hard?
Composing herself and folding her hands, the young girl prepared her reply.
My name is Tysy Dvukh. Tysyacha, if you will. I am a Jedi Padawan,
and I sensed you through the Force. I have no Master. Who are you?