“I think you confused him. And I think that yes, he’s been here a long time. But he wants to be a Jedi. I also think you’ll find a way to communicate. It’ll just take time.” She took a sip of tea. His words weren’t a surprise. It was simply how he was. He hadn’t had the missions she had, the ones that had led to her picking up the tendency of physical contact.
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