The camp was mostly a banged up place, a conglomerate of military units and refugees trying to find a place to rest after the devastation that had kicked them out of their homes. It was like nothing that Rekara had ever seen before, and it compeled her heart filling it with love and kindness, even with the strange looks that the Mon Cal was receiving from the peoples in the place. The situation between Republic and Bankor had eased, but that didn't mean that they still fully trusted the envoys of the Republic.
The Jedi walked to the medical area of the Resistance camp, it seemed like there was not much there, it was not the camp that the Republic had with the state of the art equipment, but Rekara did not need it to work. The Jedi healer had her own ways with the Force, as well as her own humble equipment to work with. "I'm looking for Miss Gena Yon" She asked to one nurse nearby.