Kestrel blinks. "I didn't recognize him as the leader. And I didn't sense anything in the Force. But...that hasn't exactly been the focus in my training." With a sigh she admits, "I regret that now."
Kestrel closes her eyes...and nods. "Of course...I remember. There WAS a strange feeling. I didn't think...I didn't connect it to the pirates. I thought it was just..."
"But that just means he's here on the planet. He may not take this ship." She looks concerned though.
"Still your thoughts," says Anariel, her voice low, calming, and she realizes they may have to avoid this pirate leader's senses while onboard the vessel. The consular had more practice at these type of things than did her guardian companions, but she would help them focus. "Listen to the beating of your heart, feel the blood as it pulses through your veins. Hear the hum of the ship, and tighten your senses about you."
Anariel calms herself--centers herself--as she closes her eyes. In the eyes of her mind, however, she pictures her presence in the Force shrink until it almost disappears. Before the rest of the group attempts to do the same thing, they can just barely sense Anariel through the Force, almost as if one is barely seeing a dead tree limb in the murky waters of a Selvernan river.
With the same success, the rest of the group of Jedi is also able to do the same thing.
It's a sad thought to think that in 4,000 years only a select few Jedi will be able to do this. Same with Force ghosting. You don't know how to do that yet, though.
Yeshua struggles to do the same thing as Anariel, however, he has some trouble due to all the problems racing through his mind, and his feeling of guild for not calling attention to Thorren when he first appeared.