INT. CENTRAL TOWER/PRE VIZSLA'S WONDER ROOM - SUNSET
Later that day, Zull stands within the room dedicated to showcasing the various trophies and antiques Vizsla has collected over the years. Various bladed weapons -- Jedi katanas, Sith swords, Massassi lanvaroks, and miscellaneous axes, daggers, and polearms -- line the north wall; three suits of armour -- a suit of ancient Lettow armour from the time of the First Great Schism, a suit of bulky Mandalorian armour from the Great Sith War, and jet-black Neo-Sith armour from the New Sith Wars -- stand side-by-side against the east wall; a tall shelf loaded with ancient books, scrolls, and outmoded data plaques stands against the west wall; and heads and other appendages from miscellaneous species -- sentient and non-sentient alike -- sit mounted upon the south wall. Within the direct centre of the room, situated directly beneath Zull's gaze, is a glass display case containing over a dozen lightsabers.
PRE VIZSLA: (O.S.) I didn't expect to find you in here.
ZULL: Did you collect all these lightsabers yourself?
Vizsla walks up to Zull and peers down over her shoulder at the Jedi weapons.
PRE VIZSLA: Yes. They were all taken from adversaries I've defeated over the years.
ZULL: Do you remember who owned each weapon?
PRE VIZSLA: Yes. (points to a long-handle lightsaber) That one belonged to a wookiee Dark Jedi. (points to a lightsaber with a carved wooden hilt) That one belonged to an Ithorian priest. (points to a black-and-chrome saberstaff) That one belonged to a spice addict who didn't even know how to use it properly. I don't know where she got it from. (points to a familiar hilt) And that one's a recent edition. It belonged to the ronin Jedi Obi-Wan Kenobi. The one right above it belonged to his friend, Siri Tachi.
ZULL: Why do you collect them?
PRE VIZSLA: As a reminder that all those beings, with all their mechanical plasma swords, couldn't defeat a single warrior with the Force as his ally.
ZULL: (turns to face Vizsla) You have something to tell me, don't you? I can sense it. What is it?
PRE VIZSLA: The time has come to make another raid, this time to Ryloth. I'll be leaving in three weeks, and I'm putting you in charge until I return.
ZULL: (frowns) Me?
PRE VIZSLA: You.
ZULL: Surely there's someone else, someone with more experience --
PRE VIZSLA: (puts his hands on her shoulder) There's no one else I can choose. You are my closest confidante. You know me, more than anyone else on this planet knows me. You will know how to run things in my absence.
ZULL: Pre ...
PRE VIZSLA: I won't be gone long. A week, at most. You don't have to worry. I trust you.
Taking his hands from her shoulders, the Jedi-turned-Mandalorian turns and leaves. Once he is out the door, Zull turns her attention back on the display case. Reaching down, she touches the tips of her fingers to the glass directly over Ben's lightsaber.
INT. BUNKER 13/LEVEL 34/OBI-WAN, SIRI, & PRIMEDAY'S QUARTERS/MAIN ROOM - EVENING
As a loud buzz sounds through the air, Siri rises from her sleep. Groaning with grogginess, she pushes up from the sofa and saunters over to the door. Pressing a button, she opens the door. Standing there, the concealing hood of a voluminous cloak pulled up over her head, is Zull.
SIRI: (sobering up instantly) What is it? What are you doing here?
Reaching into her cloak, Zull pulls out the two lightsabers belonging to Siri and Ben.
ZULL: I replaced them with replicas, so they won't be missed. (holds them out) Take them.
SIRI: Zull, I --
ZULL: (angry) Take them before I change my mind!
Wasting no more time on idle chatter, Siri takes the two lightsabers.
SIRI: Thank you.
ZULL: I don't want your thanks.
Readjusting her hood to make certain it is still in place, the Meketrex ex-priestess turns and leaves.