Jaina had been just settling down in her room at her grandparent's penthouse when she'd sensed the sudden, and better yet familiar, arrival of someone. The Force was all but screaming to her as she sucked in a breath and let it out in a soft 'whoosh'. Grabbing her lightsaber from the nightstand beside her bed, the girl turned on her heel and dashed from the room.
Allowing the new signature in the Force to guide her, the young woman took alleyways to get her to the woman's location faster. Finally she neared enough that she slowed herself down and, just before she rounded the corner to greet the woman she'd practiced alongside at the Praxeum, she sent her own Force signature to her. Then she stepped into view.
"I can think of a whole lot of things I'd regret, but answering you hasn't been one of them for quite some time," she spoke, a hint of a smirk on her face but wariness still filling her posture. She didn't know when this woman was from, and if she was from before Jaina's own time things could get... complicated. To put it mildly.