"There's no need to apologize for what you could not know," Siri answered, brisk but kind. "I have a feeling that our being here renders any title useless, to be fair." She followed Luke inside, falling silent at the mention of his being the only Jedi. She had just learned about the Order 66 and what had happened. Too fresh to talk about yet.
It smelled very good inside the restaurant. "I am supposed to try the pizza," she offered, wryly. "Apparently I have missed out. Although some of the foods I have been told to try because I am 'missing out ' have nearly killed me."
The place seemed heavily wood paneled and had what she suspected were either communication stations or games of a sort. They had that frenetic sound and light issue that games across the galaxy possessed. His comment distracted her. "Ben," she repeated, dry amusement in her voice. "In my....time, in our time, no one ever called him Ben. Rest assured I will be relentless now with the nickname." She smiled, murmuring it under her breath again. "To be more honest, there was a lot to cover. I'd like to hear more from you. And from Leia." When she sat across from him, her presence in the Force felt steady and even, and her focus on him was complete. Siri always lived in the present. "If it helps to start, I knew both you parents during the war. They were friends. I respected both of them greatly."