Kina swipes her arm away on general principle, because he should have properly asked, but then does permit Qui-Gon to take the sample.  "Are midi-chlorans the same thing that's in your...What is that, actually?  It feels...some sort of way."  She's pointing right at his lightsaber.  "I think I saw some of the same parts that go into cutting torches, but not arranged the same way...and certainly not with the same sort of power pack."

"It's a lightsaber," says Qui-Gon. "The weapon of a Jedi."

The reading begins to rise. Within three seconds it has already reached 5,000, significantly higher than average.

Within ten the reading is at 12,000, higher than most Jedi, higher than his own, even.

Within twenty it reaches 18,000, somewhere around Yoda, and it's starting to slow down, but not by much. It clearly isn't going to stop anywhere on the graph.

A few seconds later, it crosses the 20,000 threshold, and displays an error message.

"I'd say something about 'why is a diplomat carrying a weapon', but given the sorts of situations you're called to do diplomacy in if this situation is within even an order of magnitude of typical, I think the actual question I want to ask is 'Why don't you wear armor?'."

"Armor? I don't think we've ever really had that... but I think the Force provides us with the protection we need." Here goes the speech. "The Force is what gives a Jedi... their power. It's an energy field created by all living things - the midi-chlorians are how we connect to it, how we sense it, and it senses us. It surrounds us, and it penetrates us, and it binds the galaxy together. And you, Kina... according to this test, and what your mother's told me, have an enormous potential for the Force. As in the highest midi-chlorian level in, to the best of my knowledge, all of history. As in there is a prophecy about you."

"...but why is there a prophecy about me?  Can't the Force just...tell people things?  If it's what I think it is, it's rather distinctive!  Or was this it telling someone things?  ...But then why is it a prophecy?  Why not just a message?  Is there some reason it can't tell whoever it needs to tell, when it needs them to know, instead of relying on secondhand recorded accounts?  ...I can't think of a reason for that to be necessary that doesn't imply that there's something that can work on the same level as the Force, and is likely active in the present time in a way that the Force thinks that it will, be able to, if whatever this is is something that does things, foul up its lines of communication in the now...  ...also I don't really think it's my power if it's...I can think of it as having a will independent of myself.  So it's more that...however midi-chlorans work...Has anyone studied that?  I feel like it'd be interesting to see if someone's studied that."  (A large number of lightyears away, a particular Muun coughs into a ventilator mask.)  "Anyway, if midi-chlorans are how it...but, that can't be right!  Your lightsaber is connected to the Force and it's a rock!  Unless there's some sort of weird squishy bits preservator in there!"

By now, Qui-Gon is beginning to get used to Kina's tendency to generate a long series of questions. "The origins of the prophecy are somewhat unclear, but there are documented cases of Force prophecies coming true. I guess it has something to do with the Force wanting both the Jedi of the past and you to hear about it, although it probably could have just told you both... I think this is kind of just one of those times when you have no idea why the Force does what it does, but in general it works out to listen to it. There have been studies on the Force and midi-chlorians, but we haven't really found much... to be clear, the Force does connect to more than just midi-chlorians; the lightsaber contains what's called a Kyber crystal, which has a connection to the Force that again, I don't know the exact properties of. You're correct that the Force has its own will, and it's important to listen to what it says, but it can also be used to achieve your own goals, enhance your own strength. The standard Force ability would be this." He raises his hand, and a piece of food rises from the table and into his grasp.

Not at all coincidentally, this happens right as Jar Jar was reaching out his tongue. He ends up yanking the bowl onto his face, from which it seems to be quite difficult to remove.

"...What is the prophecy?  Has anything that was a Force prophecy with specific enough conditions to tell ever been proven false?  "

...Huh.  And Kina can do that too?  Can she...reach out, (and ask the Force politely for assistance, in the part of her thought processess that is fully devoted to dealing with her not-so-imaginary friend), and...pull that bowl free of Jar-Jar's face?  It should work if Jar-Jar stays put, nice and snug like so, held gently with a smooth suggestion of force (more than an actual exertion of bindings - she's not used this muscle before, she doesn't want to strain it, she's not sure how strong it is, but she can get his attention with a poke like this and coo gently to calm him down and that'll help, that works well on the little kids and clearly Jar-Jar's parents were not very responsible in their raising of him so it's plausible that he'll respond well to, hmm, like this?  Okay...) slowly guiding him to a standstill so he can't flail around and break her concentration, or bash into something, and then the bowl goes like this and that and then this and...huh.  She's holding the bowl.  She wasn't really expecting to be holding the bowl, for all that she was totally confident she'd end up holding the bowl at every point of this process.  She's not quite sure how she came to be holding the bowl, even, except that she is far too close to Jar-Jar for her comfort and getting out of the disaster radius right now, thanks.

...She doesn't actually want to be holding the bowl.  It's got Jar-Jar mouth goo all over it.  And that's interesting chemically because it's really sticky but more than that it's ick.  So...into the fresher it goes, quick!  And so does she, she'll be right back, ew ew ew ew ew.

A moment passes as Kina feels the sonics in the fresher do their work, and then she returns.  "There!  All done with that."  She brushes her hands off one last time.  "So...the Force also does knowing-things, across time and space...do we know if it does anything else?"

That -

was -

"Well, that usually takes a few years," he says. "I suppose if you're moving this fast, catching up to the others might not be as much of a concern." She doesn't know who he's referring to, does she. "Kina, after we get off this planet and wrap up the situation on Naboo, we'd like you to join the Jedi Order."

"...I'm willing to consider it?  I...I want to make the galaxy a better place.  A place where people aren't shot over trade disputes.  Where it's not a big arranged coincidence and a huge effort by an almost all-knowing Force that frees a family from slavery.  And if the Jedi Order can help me do that, and there's not some place that I find that I fit like a glove or a key, I'll gladly join, if they'll have me.  I don't think I've heard of anyone else that knows how to do this ever, though that doesn't mean they don't exist, and I really do want to learn.  And if there's a prophecy about me...well...The Force has done good by me; I want to do good by it in turn."

Qui-Gon nods. "I have a message I want to send, but after that, we can check out this podracer of yours. The race is tomorrow, I think, so we'll need to make sure it's in good condition." He heads outside, turning on his comlink as he walks.

Kina's fine with that!  (And Padmé said the ship could take a few people other than her and her mom with them, not to mention just the benefit of having a slave chip out, so can Qui-Gon let them know there should be some people coming by while the Classic's on and everyone's paying attention to it, they'll look like this and this, and they will organize getting people out of here, and she hopes they have a medic droid onboard because while she's able to find the things that need removing, she's not a doctor, and she's pretty sure she's got the list of where the chips are right but it's always good to double-check.  Thanks!)

...

He found WHAT.