"What makes you say that?"

"I can feel how connected people are to the Force, and - your connection is untended but strong."

"How does one begin?"

"It depends a bit on your teacher, if you have one. Meditation and improved self knowledge was popular among the Jedi - that can be slow to produce even initial results, but it's safer and more consistent."

"I was - taught initially by the slavers, through pain and danger in ways that would only stop if I reached for the Force. I wouldn't recommend that method, to anyone."

She makes a face.

"No, I've had enough of that sort of teaching."

There's an echo of melancholy and understanding in her. (She's making a point of making her emotions very visible in the Force right now, even if it feels strange, and - it's easy, natural, around someone who feels and looks so much like Elesse.)

(Who isn't Elesse. Anakin vowed pacifism, but - meeting whoever hurt the Keres would test that.)

"It - left me with a lot to unlearn, when it happened to me."

Shrug.

Small smile. "It sounds like you're out of that situation, though?"

"When I got my powers, I killed them and left."

"Good."

"Mm."

"Can you teach me? About the Force?"

"Yes."

"I've never really had a student before, though, just to warn you."

"There aren't any other teachers lining up to take your place."

"And here I was about to say that makes you special," she teases.

"Makes both of us special, then."

"Fair enough."

Heh.

Grin. "You'd be special even if I'd had a hundred students, though."

"Well. Obviously."

"Already aware of your own brilliance?"

"Something like that."

Smile.

"Where are you planning on going, right now?"

"North Carolina. On the east coast of this continent. There's a power there I'm interested in collecting."

"Collecting?"

"On this world, some people have superpowers. There are a lot of different kinds, flight, superstrength, building advanced technology, shooting lasers out of your hands. My power lets me collect others as shades that I can call up to serve me."