"Can you put those down please."

"Sure. I don't drop things, though, even when doing silly obstacle courses."

Still, she floats the packages back to their resting places. They do little pirouettes on the way.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

She pauses then, looking up and making a curious noise.

"Oh, my Master's coming back already."

"How can you tell?"

Smirk. "The Force."

"That's not an answer."

"Maybe my Master will take you as a padawan too, then. Answer all your questions."

"I don't think I'll be sticking around that long."

Shrug. "Suit yourself."

And then the hairs on the back of Ellaita's neck raise, like something's watching her...

And a blue, glowing, translucent woman manifests in the middle of the room - looks at Ellaita, her eyes go wide, her expression shocked - it's not so much in her face, but she seems pained -

She vanishes.

"...Huh. Normally she doesn't pop right back out."

"What the hell was that!"

"My Master. She's a Force ghost."

...Fucking Vader.

She slumps back with a groan.

"You okay?"

"Yeah. I've, uh heard about your teacher. When she was alive."

"Oh."

"She's not Vader anymore. She really regrets having ever been that person."

"Great, that makes me feel a whole lot better."

"...I can tell her you're not comfortable with her coming back, though, and get you to a village myself."

"-The other thing is, I sort of came to this planet in the first place to find her. Before I knew she was... who I was looking for."

"So maybe you'll be okay talking to her if she doesn't surprise you, then?"

"Let's go with yes."

"Okay."

"You can tell me when you're ready to talk to her - she might not be ready right away though... She seemed really surprised even though I warned her you were here. Possibly your Force signature reminded her of someone, last time she really freaked out like that was when she met me..."

"Yeah..."

"Do you have anything to drink?"