"It's not so easy as that," Liriael answered, her tone only matter-of-fact rather than argumentative. "There are Jedi here, so it seems, but I have not met even one. They are, quite understandably, reticent, because the First Order still hunts them. I'd rather they stay safe and out of sight. Also," she groaned as she shifted on the bed, "the prevailing wisdom of the past is that training has to happen when you are young, before you become set in your ways. Like learning a language....your mind is much more fluid when you are a child. I have habits now that I might not be able to break."
As he explained his world and the methods of the nobility, Liri looked over in growing horror. "They....harvest lives? Species on the planet? That's barbaric."