He cocks his head a moment then gives it a quick shake like he's trying to rattle something into place, mentally.
"Wait, Demaia took the Noeticon to Ossus? Demaia..." He does a double facepalm then, and scrubs his face before turning back to the two of you.
"So a powerful Jedi Seer braved the Cron Drift to carry the Noeticon to Ossus, likely because she saw the Noeticon would be recovered if it were there. You met a scholar with an affinity for the Noeticon, who was of the lineage of the Noeticon's creator, and, knowing all this, you still left them all on Ossus, without even trying to bring anything with you? Have I got this right?"
He holds up his hands. "No, don't answer that. I've heard enough. If you tell me any more, I'm going to have an aneurysm." He drops his hands to his sides. "I'll review your reports. In the meantime, go report to operations." He turns to go, but stops. He looks back at the two of you, shakes his head with a sigh.
"Boys, listen. Jedi are not passive observers of the Galaxy, simply taking notes of interesting things and leaving them undisturbed. Jedi take action, they influence events. Jedi change the flow, they do not simply allow themselves to be carried along with it. Meditate on that while you do your work. You are going to be very busy for the next month. If you ever hope to become Jedi, you need to understand that. Now get to operations."
He turns and stalks away, grumbling to himself.