Nod, nod. "I'm assuming you've studied droid... Psychology... Some?"

"Some; not in general. What do you want to know?"

"Whether it seems like the personality they develop eventually is all in the personality matrix, or if changing the rule matrix or other components can cause problems for a droid."

"All four thought-processing modules are involved, but the personality matrix holds most of it. Changing the rule matrices ...can be done safely, in theory, but it's impossible to predict how that will affect an older droid without a very firm grasp of the programming involved."

"I can see that. It would be weird if changing the control module affected them any more than losing a hand would for me - something to deal with, but all the same thoughts in my head still."

"Mmhmm."

...He considers asking about the radio cutoff, but doesn't. "I'll continue on the same course for now then?"

She nods. "When you can hold it for a few seconds I'll explain some things you can do with it. Shouldn't take long."

"Goodbye for now, then."

He turns to go.

"-Nicholas?"

He freezes mid turn, and rotates back around nervously. "Yes, Lord Pradnakt?"

"Your speeder's ready; I needed a little time to put together an adjustable limiter. The leash is gone, too."

Oh.

"Thank you. I was wondering about that."

She nods. "You've been impressively sensible; making you wait until you were twelve would have been reasonable for most people."

"You have to be sensible to get anything done around here..."

"But most people manage anyway, somehow. I'll be more careful about underestimating you."

He nods, and smirks a bit when he turns away toward the little house.

She doesn't interrupt him.

She takes her time with the tea, and when it's fully dark out she begins practicing forms, lighting up the yard with her saber.

He watches for a while, somewhere between envious and awed.

He goes back inside before she's done if it lasts more than an hour or so.

She stops and stows her saber when she notices him getting restless. "That's the pragarumas form - one of the most common, basic ones, good balance of attack and defense and not much tricky to it."

Nod, nod. 

He has a notebook out, he writes the style's name down next to his notes on it. "That was all one form, then?"

She nods. "And a pretty simple one. Here's something more complicated -"  She lights her saber again and begins moving quickly around the yard, sweeping her saber left and right at apparent random and turning into the spaces left by her strikes, rarely facing the same direction for more than a moment at a time except when she pauses to twirl her blade close in near herself. She's careful not to get too close to him and stops after a few minutes. "Sut'vejas; good for fighting large groups with blasters or other minor threats."

Notes, notes. "It definitely looks like it has area effectiveness."

"Mmhmm. And the quick moves make it easy to switch from offense to defense; heavy blaster fire will slow you down, with that one, but you won't be vulnerable to it."

Heavy blaster fire merely slowing one down is something to ponder.