Now Mica stared in amazement. He had heard that the Jedi's Force powers were capable of doing such things, but he had never seen it done before. It was like...magic.
Dominic just grinned, shaking his head. She was going to have this officer pissing in his pants before long. When addressed, he turned to look at Arai, and then at Zen. He nodded. "He's another--" he cut himself off, immediately editting his language. "He's a former Pilgrim." The look that Dominic now gave his old comrade was not one of mistrust or hate; it was one of simple, nonverbal understanding not unlike the one they had shared on Coruscant. He had done his job well, it seemed. "Zen, the Sanghelii."