SonTag indicated the cushions that the Jedi should sit on and took her own seat. Slowly, SonTag and VeerTa's cushions rose in the air so that they were at eye level with Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan.

"I've asked VeerTa to join us today because we are both confused by your presence,' SonTag began. "Although we welcome you, we must admit we are surprised. We understand that the Agri-Corps has requested help. But we did not."

Qui-Gon looked startled. "But the Temple received an official request from the government of Bandomeer for a Guardian of Peace. I have the documentation."

"I'm sure you do," SonTag said firmly. "But I did not send it."

"This is very strange," Qui-Gon murmured.

"Nevertheless, we are glad you are here," VeerTa said crisply. "we have our doubts that Offworld Corporation will allow us to operate freely. Let us just say that they corporation has a history of making competition disappear."

"I've seen how they operate firsthand," Qui-Gon responded. "I have to agree."

Qui-Gon's voice was neutral, but Obi-Wan knew how deeply the Jedi disapproved of Offworld practices. On the journey to Bandomeer, Obi-Wan had been shocked at how openly Offworld used intimidation, treats and outright violence to keep control of their employees. Jemba the Hutt had deprived a groups of Arconans of the precious substance that kept them alive. He offered a brutal choice: to work for Offworld, or die. He had even laughed in their faces as they grew too weak to move.