My breath hitches slightly as I take the blade from Keith's hands. I carefully unwrap the fabric to reveal the glowing symbol on the blade. Just like I had suspected, this all leads back to Krolia. Now what to tell Keith...

"I suspect this belonged to your Mother, yes?"

"I-I don't know. I've always had it. Why, do you know what it is?" Keith looked flustered, yet determined as he questioned me.

"Well, I should. I helped craft the blade myself. It is made from a rare metal called luxite found several galaxies from here. Or it used to. It is so rare that I am not sure how much of it is left. That is all that I can tell you for now, but if your Mother is is who I think she is, I can inform you that she is alive." 

"What? Can't you tell me anything else?" I bite my lip. I wouldn't be a very good leader of a secret organization if I told him everything. But at the same time...he deserves to know. 

"Around 19 deca-phoebs ago, I lost contact with one of my...employee's so to speak around the location of Earth.  She was missing for nearly two deca-phoebs before she popped up on our radars again. She mentioned how she had stumbled across the blue lion. She rarely ever mentioned her time on your planet, but I always suspected that there was a reason she stayed as long as she did. I suppose you confirm my theory."    

"Wait are you saying I'm part Galra?!" 

"Well I suppose we could always give you a blood test and find out. Don't worry, I will not tell anyone unless if you wish me to."