Jaina blinked, a funny feeling settling in her stomach as he started asking questions. It was a mixture of creeped out and flattered all at once. Maybe it was a good thing there weren't any of those movies about her. Books, at least, had a smaller audience.
"Yeah, I'm one of the twins," she replied with a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. It hurt to talk about Jacen. Hell, it hurt to even think about him, and she couldn't help but do that at least fifty or sixty times a time. "His name is Jacen and no, he isn't here. Anakin is my other brother. He's not here either."
Sitting down on the foot of the bed, she grinned. "The Wookie would be Lowie. Lowbacca, actually, but nobody calls him that. Well, Chewie may have, but..." A shadow crossed her face at the thought of her father's best friend. She missed him something fierce, even to this day. Shaking her head, she pulled herself out of her funk and smiled at Ben.
"So, I know you can change forms and I know it won't come off. Why not cluing a girl in and telling me where you got that thing, because I've seen - and built - a lot over the years but that's news, even to me," she tipped her head toward the Omnitrix.