"Yes ma'am, it's fine."

"Okay. Place soon."

There's a girl sitting near Desuka's place, perched on the railing, feet swinging over. She has shinobi training - quite a bit - though at eleven she isn't a full shinobi just yet.

"Heard there was a new shinobi around!" she calls. Desuka will recognize her only vaguely - the girl lives in this neighborhood, but mostly spends time with other Academy students. "Are you Desuka's clan member? What's with the weird puppet?"

Deskyl seems a little unsettled at the girl, but not threatened; she leaves DZ to reply on her own, this time.

    "I'm a robot, ma'am. And Deskyl is something like clan to Desuka, yes."

"Huh. What's a robot? Are you a summons?"

"I'm a machine, ma'am."

"Cool. Do you run on chakra?"

"No, ma'am, I run on electricity."

"Like a lightbulb! Haven't heard of anyone making anything like you, though."

"Yes, ma'am, we're from very far away."

"Like another continent?"

She signs to Deskyl, more than she's already doing to translate, and receives a brief response. "I'm not allowed to tell you yet, ma'am."

Nod. "Okay. Thanks for telling me as much as you have." She's eleven, not dumb. She knows what 'classified' means.

"You're welcome, ma'am. I expect Deskyl will share more once she's had time to think about it."

"Oh huh. So not, like, government classified, just clan secret. Cool."

"Yes ma'am."

She nods. "I'll be around, though I gotta get ready for the Academy soon. See you guys!" And she jumps down - smoothly, from the third floor railing, landing like that was a foot-high jump.

And they sit to watch the sunset.

    "Is it normal, ma'am, for someone that age to have that kind of training?"

"Yeah," she says, wobbling her hand. "Shinobi families."

    "All right. She says that's not too bad. Most Force sensitives don't come from Force sensitive families, where she's from - in Sith territory they stay with their families until they're teenagers."

"So old!"

Deskyl chuckles.

    "For most children, it's good for them to stay with their families that long, or even a little longer. Deskyl says that you and she are different, though."

Desuka nods. "Monks were good, but..."

    "Yes ma'am. It's good that you have a place of your own."

    "Did you know your parents?"

She shakes her head.