A metaphysical Something sneezes and a person appears in the air, ten feet above a grassy field.
A steady wind blows towards the crisp red sunset. The field is perfectly flat, interrupted only by a stone shed a few hundred feet away.
It's about twelve hours after Mirana left when he wakes; after an extremely awkward interaction in which he learns what chamberpots are for he props the door slightly open and begins going over his language notes while he waits for them to notice that he's up.
"I like most things! But in my home some things aren't used as food -" and he points out bugs and organ meats as two of those things, with the help of the sand table. "This is good, thank you."
"What do you use bugs for?" Turning the organ meats into fertilizer, she thinks, but guessing out loud is a chance to be dangerously wrong.
"Mostly nothing. Some kinds make things - do you have bugs that make a food that tastes like fruit?"
"Oh yeah!" And they generate a species of people, too.
Rafiik's people can afford to keep bugs that they don't use for anything.
Hm, not sure of a useful direction from there, move on. "What is your music like?"
"Do you want to hear some?" He has a tiny music player and headphones in one of his pockets. "But I only have a few kinds, we have lots - my home knows lots of other planets, we get music and things from them."
He sets up the music player and demonstrates how to use the earbuds before offering them to her; the first song is a bouncy, fast-paced pop piece.
This is ordinary for him which means it has to be ordinary for her. "Huh, nice and loud." She nods with the beat and points at the music player. "Who made this?"
"People on one of the other planets, I don't know much about it. My home planet is only Jedi, mostly."
Being a Jedi as opposed to:
Being dead?
Doing something in particular that Jedi have to do?
Talking about being a Jedi?
Not being a Jedi, because sometimes he isn't?
They might simply not have enough information to understand this remark.
"There's lots of good things about it. The Force powers," he bobbles his pebble demonstratively. "And the work is - it's different, a lot, it's good. People think Jedi are good." He shrugs. "I want... I don't know how to say it. In my language I don't know how to say it."
"I like different parts of different kinds. I like getting to see new planets and talk to new people." He gives her a wry grin at this.
This has been worse than uninformative. They have another word, 'Force'. It's related to 'Jedi' and 'human'. To be precise, it's related to all 'Jedi' but not all 'humans', or all 'humans' but not all people-of-some-class-that-includes-'humans'.
If it's a thing that Jedi-and-others have, an obvious possibility is that Jedi and Sith have it. Is there something they can do to attract the attention of a Sith to come save them? A particular sensory ability they can try to be visible to?
"Ask about the Force."