Appearing alongside his father complete with a handful of popcorn and that same cocky smirk that drove so many mortals mad, Junior eyed Anakin for a moment. "This is him?" he finally questioned, tone dripping with displeasure. He glanced at his father. "This is the mortal that's part of the reason we're stuck in this place?"
With a shake of his head, he cast a glance at Jaina. She, for her part, looked about as confused as anyone was capable of looking. Junior couldn't help but grin. "Ah, the faithful granddaughter. So very concerned with getting back home while completely unaware of the heartache that awaits her once she's there." He made a tsking sound and shook his head before sighing and once more looking back to his father.
"Can't I just fix him so we can be on our way? Must we do things the mortal way?"
Jaina, by that point, had enough. "Okay, who are these people and why are they here?" she demanded, pointedly ignoring both Q and focusing on her grandfather. After all, while he might be borderline Dark Side, at least she knew what to expect from him more or less. These two... they were complete unknowns and knew far more than they should. She didn't like that, or them, one little bit.