[See ya.]
Tyroc nods, activating his training saber and going through the basic movements, before slipping into more complicated ones, also revealing a few moves not in the standard style, perhaps of his own creation.
He doesn't drop his mask, nodding with blank eyes "Thank you. Though I do have to question how this will work, since Master Koon has taught me the Way of the Krayt Dragon." He states, folding his arms across his chest.
He pockets the crystal, hearing the knowledge in those words. He felt like he had to do something though... perhaps he could try to find Brenna, or his temporary Master.
They stay like this for a while, Tyroc refusing to budge in the slightest. A small part of him admonished the male for his weakness, but it was quickly drowned out by the feeling of comfort.
The male frowns, but leans into the hand. Soon enough, he's hugging Plo tightly, sniffing softly into his chest as more tears form, his mask easily cracking and falling away.