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...
Anakin leaves with her teacher.
"I wanna know - more about Naboo. And what's going on."
"As would I. Perhaps we should take dinner with Master Jinn and his Padawan."
"Would you care to join Anakin and I for dinner, Qui-Gon?"
"Obi-Wan and I would be delighted," he replies.
"Wonderful. Allow us some time to get cleaned up from our journey, and we shall meet you at the cafeteria."
"We will be there."
"I don't mind more travel. The galaxy's interesting. But I - really don't like the sound of someone - presenting themselves as Sith."
"Yes. But it is important we ascertain the truth of his identity, whether our suspicions are true or not."
"Yeah. He might be someone just - trying to make a political point or draw our attention or something."
"Yeah. For - a lot."
She frowns. "I usually know about danger, and how to avoid or counter it, when I'm being floaty and listening to the Force, but I've never tried that with another Force user involved..."
"That should stand you in good stead, as long as you remember your saber training. Still, if it comes to that, I would prefer you run, if possible, and let Qui-Gon or myself face him."
She nods, seriously. "I might be able to notice anyone coming before an actual fight, though... And what about the Queen, or if he has people with him?"
"If we need to split up, you and Obi-Wan will stay with the Queen, and Qui-Gon and I will face the Sith. But we'll go over plans for those scenarios with them."
Soon enough, it's time for dinner. They go off to the cafeteria and meet up with their prospective mission partners. After loading up with food, they all sit down at a relatively out of the way table.
"So," says Qui-Gon. "Where to begin?"
" - That's my home planet," she blurts, intensely unsettled. (She hasn't actually told anyone which planet she's from, but - )
"Yeah." She shakes her head. "It's - definitely good for some ways of hiding. Though full of territorial assholes. Do you think he'd keep going after you?"
"An assassin, after the Queen?" she asks. Qui-Gon nods. "Hm. If he were working with or for the Trade Federation... But that doesn't fit with our records of their behavior."