His head was spinning at this information and the urge to get up and do something about it was strong. Except. If she was right, it was already done and there was nothing he could do. He didn't even know how to go back or how he'd gotten here in the first place. Under normal circumstances, he probably would have been pacing right about now, unable to contain the energy he could do nothing with. Obi-Wan had despaired of ever getting him to properly meditate even with his help. "I can't believe this," he said finally, wilting a little, "it doesn't make any sense."