That small, slight sigh was all the answer Glasya required. His smile shone in his eyes, briefly softening all his sharp edges. The hunger he saw in Bellamy sated his own, at least temporarily. He made a note to congratulate Issan on her job well done. It remained to be seen if Bellamy was worthy of the Knights of Ren, but he was certainly off to a good start.
"We'll need to establish a baseline for your current abilities, as well as your Force sensitivity. Then I'll know where to begin with your training and how best to proceed." He looked to the door, and out the small window beside it, as though contemplating how best to proceed. He had already decided his next course of action. All that remained was to convince his newest student of the wisdom of it.
"This isn't something I'm comfortable doing on Naboo," he said. "There are prying eyes here, and jealous ones. I would not want to bring you under particular scrutiny here, whether from your fellow refugees or the authorities. I have a ship where we can conduct some initial training sessions in privacy. We can stay close by, in orbit, where you can return here quickly should you need."