"What."

"D'you want your lightsaber back, and to live with the Sith who choose to keep theirs, or not, and to live with the Sith who choose to give theirs up?"

"I will take my saber."

"All right. I'll probably have it waiting for you when you leave."

He blasts the portal again.

Fair enough.

Is Ana at... the new game field?

There is a group of younger Padawans there right now. Ana is not among them.

Probably still meditating, then.

Maybe Satele's done with whatever she was busy with.

No; her door is shut.

All right. She'll go hang out in Milliways for a while, then, and come back at dinnertime.

Ana is there! She looks pleased with herself.

"I should leave tomorrow afternoon free, I take it?" the kobold grins.

"Yessss!"

She smiles. "Good." Hug. "Have you decided who you want to bring?"

"Probably my friend Kira, but I haven't had a chance to ask yet."

Nod. "We can go some other time, if they're busy and you'd rather wait. Up to you." Grin.

"We'll see."

Dinner!

Dinner!

"Another thing," she says when there's a lull, "the Sith wants their lightsaber back, and Satele was busy when I went to ask her about it. Is there another way to find out where it went, maybe ask Tima or Lyo?"

"They'd probably know, yeah."

Nod. "Good. Will we be able to find them after dinner?"

Giggle. "Master Lyo, at least. He just walked in behind you."

"Oh." She chuckles. "That works, then." Lean.

Pat pat. Nom nom.

Nom nom hug.

Eventually they're done eating; the kobold teleports their trays away and looks around for Master Lyo - is he eating with people, alone, busy with something?

He is eating alone. Almost done, in fact.