Crix knew Hannibal well enough to know when his Master wanted to talk about something - there was a pinch around his mouth and his eyes darted faster - and the little hand signal he'd given to Talak hadn't been missed either. He imagined Talak probably hadn't spent enough time around Hannibal to pick up on some of the weirder energies his Master put out. And he meant that in the 'weird even for Hannibal' sense rather than weird for normal people.
Hans was anything but normal but that was what made him Hans.
Once the little meeting was over, Crix gestured for Talak to follow him and he led the way out of the room. Hans and Crix had a sparring room they liked to use that was fairly close so he led the way. It was private enough that Hans could talk about a lot of things without fear of people just wandering in and listening to the whole thing.
He could feel a knot in the pit of his stomach forming as he walked with Talak however. It was the first time he'd Talak since he had left his ship and left his mother with him to join the Jedi. He had spent some time visiting his mom in her rooms in the medical centre but they had been fewer than he would have liked... Jedi training was intense and he'd been halfway across the Galaxy from him.
As it happened he didn't get to bring it up before he spotted Hannibal through the Force before he physically saw him. Crix waved Hans over to the small sparring room and shut the door after him.
"Got the sparring around to ourselves Hans - what's got you so..." he made a wiggling gesture with his fingers, "... raw?"
@Mr. Teatime @Phoenix