Hearing his name called was unexpected, although he wasn't sure who would be here to do so. Through his specially protective eyewear he glanced around, feeling oddly limited for the lack of being able to further sense through the use of the Force. No matter how much he attempted to reach out, it just was not there.

     Plo Koon soon espied the young man, his brow ridge lifting in further puzzlement. There was something vaguely familiar with the boy. He started towards him as he tried to recall a name to match the face and voice.

     "Koh-to-yah, young one," he greeted. "It seems you have me at a disadvantage. Are you here alone?"