Meditation hadn't helped much this time, although he felt better physically.

Getting up from his meditation position, Qui-Gon glanced around. His Padawan still looked busy with that curious scarred patient, and, judging from his expression, wasn't enjoying himself, looking as if Jar Jar Binks had popped out of nowhere and landed in his very lap. Hiding a smile, Qui-Gon moved away, coming upon Azel and another patient.

"Mind if I take a seat here?" Qui-Gon said, smiling at Azel and his friend. "It's rather crowded, isn't it?"