They go back to the Temple, because what could they do ? They need Yoda and wisdom and protection, and the Temple is still a shining beacon of this things, in a troubled galaxie.

The two Qui-Gon fall prey to the Healers, despite ample protestations. A day later, the Council receive notice that everyting is normal but they’re two. No, no idea, don’t know, don’t care. Now let me go back to patients in need of healing and stop bothering me.
Healers…. A good thing Jedi breed diplomats from others specialities.

The two Qui-gon wear the entire Jedi uniforms and the fact that they don’t seem to have age is more evident. In the back of their crowd, Shaak Tii feel a quiet peace when Mace hugs them, and then yells at them because < i> stupid idiot, running in a Sith staff, couldn’t wait for your Padawan. Shut up, i’m not finished !
Yoda is trying to mask his smile with his cane.
The two lost Jedi can’t stop tripping in each others sentences, trying to ask at the same time for Obi-wan, for Anakin, and every body suddenly become sober again.
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