He nods. "Many very traditional shinobi clans have similar status considerations, though we consider healing to be part of fighting - that does remind me of samurai codes of status, though."

"A Sith's status is a function of their strength; the work they do is an indication of that but doesn't directly contribute, except in that certain types of work are better for improving their strength and personal connections. The problem with healing is that it's associated with Jedi and thus weakness; it's one of very few things that Jedi but not Sith can do with the Force."

"We might also be more collectively minded - clans live or die on the strength of their healers. If you don't have someone who can reshape battlefields, it's easier to avoid pitched battles than to avoid any injuries if you lack healers."

"You almost certainly are, yes sir. And I believe that her world's healing technology is better than yours, and Force sensitives are rarer than people with your powers; they don't have a shortage of healers in general."

"That makes sense."

"I can talk to her about it, if you need her as a healer, but she'll need some assurance that you won't be interacting with Sith if you want her in that capacity; it could be dangerous for her if other Sith think she's weak."

"I think once we understand what she's doing, we'll be able to copy the chakra exhaustion treatment. And we do already have procedures - there's no urgent need for her as a healer."

"Yes sir." She relays this conclusion to Deskyl, who nods and relaxes slightly.

"I'll leave you guys to get familiar with the area on your own, then?"

    "Yes, sir. Thank you for your time."

"Thank you for healing that woman!" He bows, says some more polite vagueness about looking forward to their next meeting, and once parting formalities have been taken care of, heads off at a rather sedate pace.

Sure, he could body flicker back to work, but strolling through his city sounds more enjoyable.

They head back to Desuka's place for dinner, and then walk through the neighborhood toward her favorite place to watch the sun set.

They get odd looks from Desuka's neighbors, especially once they notice how much Deskyl resembles her.

"Did you find a clan member?" one neighbor kid asks.

"Sort of."

"That's cool! Like a novel!"

"Mmhmm!"

Another nearby kid asks if the new clan member's living with Desuka or if Desuka's going to be moving.

"With me." She pats Deskyl's arm.

"That's cool," says the second kid.

"Are you gonna go to the Academy since you got a shinobi clan member?" asks the first. 

She looks to Deskyl, but only for a moment. "I like the press shop."

The first kid nods like this is a really meaningful answer. "Okay!" Pause, and, "I gotta go to my stuff, speaking of. I got an apprenticeship with the paper-maker! So see you around! Good luck Miss Desuka's Cousin, and welcome to the Leaf!"

"Bye!"

"Bye!"

And the two kids head off.

    "It's strange for her to be around children, she says" DZ relays quietly. "Sith usually aren't allowed; they're too dangerous."

"Huh. You okay?"