He studies it carefully.

"Yeah, I can see it... You have to plan where and how to write, and you said line thickness, if you want it to be in the middle and look balanced and stuff?"

The droid nods. "It's not exactly creative work, like what Pradnakt does, but it does take skill and practice."

"Nah, it's pretty good. Creative... Yeah, I don't know, but it's pretty good."

Daisy's body language shifts in a way that suggests a smile, and then starts gathering up his breakfast dishes. "Is there anything else I can do for you this morning?"

"I think I'm good. Thanks."

"See you at lunchtime."

"Yep."

Another day of reading and meditating, it seems.

He packs the same supplies as yesterday and wanders around on the speeder at barely-more-than-jogging speed some, looking for more spots like the shade near that one sculpture.

Shade is sparse, but not particularly hard to locate; comfortable shady spots are rarer, but if he wants to take the time to look for it he can more or less have his choice of scenery.

Top of a cliff seems nice. But he spends about an hour in each spot before going to the next one. Building a mental map along the way.

And progresses steadily with his meditation, and the basic lessons he's been given.