"Likewise Mara," he greeted. He shrugged the bag off his shoulders and set it down on the ground at his feet. He was a bit nervous about this. While Kota had trained him, the old Jedi Master had been getting use to not using his eyes to fight so they hadn't really sparred much. Not to mention Galen had had to keep who he really was from the man. Though something in him told him that Kota had known since the bar on Besbin of who Galen was. But that was something to be thought of later.
"I wasn't sure what to wear for this kind of thing so I brought the robes Master Kota had given me." He made a slight gesture towards the bag. He studied the red headed woman before him. She didn't seem like an assassin to him but then again, she wasn't one anymore. But he could tell she was still a fighter. He found himself eager to learn from her.
"I hope this is an okay place. It's about what Vader trained me in. Minus the droids trying to kill me."