If not for her awareness of Karla's presence, she'd have stopped trying to remember this long before now. If not for that, she might not even be able to pick out as much detail as she did, and she was grateful for Karla being there. For obvious reasons, this wasn't a memory Tahiri cared to dwell on if she could help it.

The pain continued, though over time it grew more systematic, more analytical, testing each nerve array and its reactions in careful order. Sometimes when it got too strong she could feel Anakin, half the planet away, just for a moment.

Tahiri still fought them as much as she could, but she'd lost track of how long she'd been here and how many times the thing hooked up to her neck -- the provoker spineray -- had inflicted more pain in response to her resistance, and her efforts were nearly laughable now.

When she was immobilized by the provoker spineray's commands and Mezhan Kwaad raised three razor-sharp fingers and gashed her forehead from hairline to eyebrows, even through the blood running into her eyes Tahiri saw Anakin out in Yavin 4's jungle, driven to his knees by the pain. She reached out, tried to grasp that mental connection, but another dose of neurotoxin entered her bloodstream and both image and conection faded away as unconsciousness took her.