Mace Windu was not accustomed to having his authority questioned— especially not by a Knight so young. Obi-Wan was a good Jedi, but had more of his Master’s defiance in him than was healthy. It did nothing to endear him to the Master of the Order.
When Obi-Wan made his desires known, one of Windu’s stern eyebrows shot up in surprise. “You want us to foster the enemy here within our own walls out of some hope that she can be changed? Remember what is at stake here, Kenobi. You saw for yourself on Naboo the lengths the Sith will go to in order to bring down the Republic from the inside out. We don’t have the luxury of that risk.”
Obi-Wan scowled and pushed the Master’s lightsaber away from the fallen Sith, disengaging his own once they were both safely away. “We are not executioners, Master Windu. Sith though she may be, she is also a scared and deeply wounded girl desperately in need of our help. The Code dictates that we render aid to the helpless.” His tone grew fervent as he gestured toward Ventress’ fallen, injured body. “What is she if not helpless?”
Yoda watched them argue, his hand still on Ventress’s head. “Right, young Kenobi is,” the Grand Master spoke softly in his gravelly voice. “Stand down, you will Master Windu. Killers, we are not. If slay her we do, no better than Sith we are.” He put a small green finger under his bottom lip, his ears twitching backwards a little as he thought, obviously disturbed.
“Detain her for now, we will. Decide her fate today we will not. More pressing matters, we have. Gravely injured Qui-Gon’s apprentice was. Get the power back, we must.”
Mace’s displeasure was apparent on his face. Though he was among the very best of the Jedi, he could occasionally be haughty, and that side of him bled through now. Still, he wouldn’t refuse a direct order from Yoda, even were the numbers in his favor.
Bowing his head to Yoda, he turned to address Obi-Wan again. “Master Yoda is right. We have too much to deal with right now to worry about her. As such, I am placing her under your care. Take her to the healing ward. Ensure she remains heavily sedated until power is restored and we can properly contain her. Once order has been restored to the Temple, the Council will discuss the fate of the Sith.” Windu paused, giving Obi-Wan a look full of warning as he pointed a finger toward the fallen Ventress. “Do not let her slip through your fingers again, Kenobi. You’re responsible for her.”