She nods. "That sort of reliability seems like it will help... I don't know many people her age, though, to point her towards."

"She'll be taking some of the combined classes, and is interested in a few of the hobby groups."

"She'll have fun with those."

"That is the hope."

Elesse asks a few more questions about Shmi's experiences, things she's enjoyed, and will share some more details about what Anakin's been up to.

A worthwhile conversation overall, and Shmi moves on after a little bit. 

Elesse goes to check in with Anakin.

She's having fun! She's a bit awkward with the Temple-raised kids her age, still, but most of her social awkwardness has transformed into exuberant over-friendliness over the last four years, which is at the very least a way to baffle people into suddenly being her friend. (She's also befriended several of Elesse's friends, of course.)

She always has time for Elesse, though, and grins brightly at her when she comes up. "Hey Elesse. Having fun?"

"As long as you are, Anakin."

Bright smile. "I am!"

"Good, good."

Giggle. 

"I want you to enjoy stuff for your own sake too, though!"

"Well, I do, but this party is for you."

"You got me as your padawan, though, so it's also your celebration."

"I'll try to remember that."

"That I'm an excellent student, definitely worth celebrating having?"

"Of course."

"Good."

Their touching moment is interrupted by one of the padawans bounding up.

Elesse saw zem talking to Anakin earlier, though ze's not precisely someone Elesse invited. Ze'd just tagged along with the padawan of one of Elesse's old friends, apparently.

Ze's probably a near-human, with barely discernible scales colored a very pale, faintly pinkish orange that could pass for a human skin tone if someone only glimpsed zem out of the corner of their eye, with thick strands of something resembling hair that ripples between white and black, possibly depending on zir mood, and incredibly sharp teeth and webbed fingers, and ears that fade into a sort of thin ruffle rather than curling in like human ears. Ze's probably a year or two older than Anakin, or effectively so once one accounts for possible species differences, but it's hard to be certain. 

"Hey, you're Anakin's Jedi Master now?" ze asks.

"As of today, yes. You are...?"

"Djedzu! I'm Anakin's friend now - she has good opinions about saber forms."

"The Djedzu who took first in the under-tens bracket a few years ago?"

"The one and only." Smirk.

"I enjoyed those matches. Your technical skill is quite impressive."

"Thanks."

"Anakin and I are gonna spar, later. Hopefully she'll keep up."

She sticks her tongue out at Djedzu.