As always when she met someone new, Mika allowed herself to reach out briefly with the Force and touch the person to get a sense of her. To her surprise, she felt something in return. She wasn't trained enough to know exactly what she was feeling but there was something there, no doubt about it.
"Please sit down," Mika said and waved a hand toward the sofa. "and yes the box is very unique. It belonged to a friend of mine. He's dead now and I had no idea what happened to the box. It seems to have had a long journey to get back home." she nodded at the box. "He died almost fifteen years ago. My best friend and I found his body, he must have died in his sleep but the box was gone. We never knew what happened to it." Mika had often wondered if Milo's death wasn't natural but there had been no evidence that he'd been harmed and then of course there had been no body. Did anyone else know of the old Jedi by the lake? Someone must have if they took the box but maybe this girl would know something. "Where did you find it?" she asked.