It is a time of turmoil in the Galactic Republic. The taxation of trade routes to outlying systems is under dispute.
The powerful Trade Federation uses their private armies to enforce their extortionate tariffs, placing systems that do not submit under military blockade. Deep in the Core, the Senate endlessly debates the legality of such measures, though this is cold comfort to the suffering people of the Outer Rim.
In secret, the Supreme Chancellor dispatches teams of Jedi Knights, guardians of peace and justice in the galaxy, to troubled areas in order to settle the matter directly. In many of these places, this is the first time a Jedi has been seen in generations. Following their negotiations, some choose to remain on assignment for a time, dealing with other problems that have come to their attention...
"It is very hard to know someone exactly. An approximation is usually the best we can do, with more or less precision. If you discover a piece of new information and update your approximation, you may find it was not very close to reality."
"You wouldn't have to. If you only meet them in a certain context or while doing certain things, they can form a mistaken impression all on their own."
"I think I'd rather be friends with someone who doesn't mind who I am, though."
She grins, nodding.
"Wasn't the last one of those 'There is no death, there is the Force'?" she asks, a bit abruptly. "What does that mean?"
"A Jedi lives her life with the Force. When she dies, she becomes one with it. Death is not something we seek, but neither is it something we fear."
"It means your consciousness, essence, spirit, whatever you'd like to call it, merges with the Force."
"It is not entirely clear. At least echoes of personality can remain, according to my research."
"If everyone dies anyways, and they merge with the Force, and you're supposed to accept everyone dies - why do some people think killing other people's always wrong?"
"You can't affect the material world after you die. Killing people- removes options and variety, closes off ways the galaxy could be."
She nods. "People are really interesting, and it's good for there to be more interesting stuff in the world..."
She hums, thoughtfully. "I dunno I have any more questions about the Code right now? I guess I need to think a lot about it..."
"That is what I would recommend. If you wish to speak of it more, simply let me know."
"Okay! I'll probably wanna read a lot, too, about what people've said. It's interesting, at least."
And so her studies go on.
After about a month of saber training, Elesse says it would be a good idea for Anakin to sign up for a practice group. (She's thoroughly mastered the basics and is making a solid start on her chosen style, a remarkably quick learner.) Sparring against people other than Elesse will help hone her technique, and it's a good way to meet people her own age.
A practice group sounds good! She looks into her options, finds one that seems interesting, in the early morning when she usually does less with Elesse. She's friendly and cheerful at practice, but not as forthcoming about her opinions, mostly making friends but not best friends. (She's mindful of what Elesse's said about people discovering new things about you, and after a lot of deliberation decides she'd rather have friendly faces around than play a game of roulette with finding people who're more than that.)
She also keeps reading, keeping a separate notes file for her opinions on the Jedi Code. It's not something she feels beholden to, but it's a fun puzzle, picking out the shapes of who made it, who follows it, who defies it. (She kinda wants to read Sith commentaries on the Code, because that seems interesting, but sadly can't find any easily.)
She also reads a bit about the old Sith, decide they sound... Tragic, in a boring way. (She's still stuck on the philosophy. If you're going to use the Force with emotion - rage seems like such a... Almost pitiful way to do that. Why not happiness?)