The nagging pull grew sharp, and Dage blinked in discomfort, his eyes narrowing to slits. A hand moved up to rub fingers against his temple as he looked to Knight Hicchoru once more. There was slight confusion building in the Commander's gaze, and a worry that accompanied it.

He turned back to Dan, and the finger at his temple moved away to hold up to the General.

"A moment?"

A quick knife motion with his opposite hand, and the holo froze. Dage turned to the Jedi. The concern in his eyes was evident, and he gave a slight wince as the pull grew in strength.

"What... is going on."