Sunila's back was hurting and she was oddly itchy. The joys of pregnancy. She decided to go outside to mediate. She walked into the garden outside the temple, near the tree she had planted in the memory of Rey, Luke and others they'd lost and took a few deep, cleansing breaths. "I am one with the force." She chanted. One with the force and she would not feel any heartburn. One with the force and she would not need to be sick. One with the force and she would not feel hot or..who was that? It looked like her Jake, felt like her Jake, but not her Jake. A beard, braces and his legs and such confusion. How many more Jakes would be sent to this time?
She walked over to the approaching man to see how he would react.