Micha raised an eyebrow. He wanted a demonstration did he? She could do that although she felt a bit guilty about it. "Master Yoda would be scolding me for a frivolous use of the Force, but I suppose just this once can't hurt. I doubt the other Jedi on the Island would complain."
Two bottles of water rose from the nearby table and sped through the air toward them. Micha caught one neatly in her hand and left the other floating next to Brother Justin. "Size matters not, but this should be a sufficient example without disrupting all the hard work Dr. Reese has put into setting up this 'blood drive'. As for how many per generation? Out of all the species on all the planets of the Galactic Republic, I couldn't begin to guess the accurate number but it would be quite low. Of course some races live longer than humans, my master was over five centuries old and still in the prime of his life."