The temple looked like a symbol of strength. A symbol of hope and renewal. Of the old, of the new coming together. Or maybe it was just his past that coloured how he saw things, like tinted glasses. He was looking forward to looking around. As was BD-1, who shifted away from Cal's shoulder and onto the ground to look around the entrance.
"Thank you. For understanding" Cal replied with a nod of his head.
Cal looked forward to the day where he could properly stay on the Jedi grounds but for the time being, some wounds were still too fresh, both physical and mental. There was a lot he needed to learn to process, a lot he needed to learn to live with and grow from. Without the ones closest to him, it was going to be difficult. He already carried so much past trauma with him and events more recent to him only added to it.
"There's been no sign of the Empire here?" he asked. "I didn't think I'd find any place that the Empire couldn't reach" he admitted.