A few minutes later, the three of them were sitting around a small silver round table in the lounge. Obviously they gave the naked boy some clothes to wear. Only a simple gray tunic and brown pants, but at least they somewhat fit. He wasn't much taller than the Twi'lek girl after all and they were already very loose.
Kikha drank some plain water from a glass, while a few of her tendrils were also soaking in other glasses on the table. Daesha took a sip of tea from a small white cup. Then Asmodeus drank some glowing orange juice from a glass bottle and let out a sigh.
"I'm sorry for your loss. By the time I got 'eaten', your mom was already long gone. Well… Not completely. But, mmmn, well, you know what I mean, right?"
"I don't understand."
"You saw her spirit?"
"She said 'Please save my daughter, Daesha.' And then she was just gone." He looked up at those big green teary eyes and sighed, "Don't blame Sarry. It's not her fault. I'm sure Giza's already gone off to live her next life. So don't be too sad. I believe her next life will be a lot less fucked up than this one."
"You believe in reincarnation?" While her Padawan was covering her face with her hands and sobbing softly, Kikha was fairly calm.
"Yeah. It's not any particular religion though. I just personally believe that when we die, we reincarnate in another world and get to live out a much better, more fulfilling life. I think I must've won the reincarnation lottery though, because look at me, hahaha~! My life is awesome!"
"You're very optimistic for someone who almost died in the desert." The Nautolan woman chuckled and her tentacles wiggled in the glasses, "I hope you don't mind if I ask, but… Where are you from? How did you end up on Tatooine?"
"Ah, I was born on Tatooine. Probably like, I don't know how long ago. I left the place where I was born because, well… Nothing there for me anymore. Then I wandered through the desert for a few days and like I said earlier, met the love of my life."
"If you loved her so much, then why did you leave? *Sniffle*" The cute Twi'lek girl lifted her head and asked.
"I have a dream!" Asmodeus grinned with his right fist clenched in front of his chest, "I'm gonna get a big-ass fucking starship and take Sarry to a planet where she'll never have to worry about food or water again!"
"Isn't that Sarlacc over a hundred meters long? Are you sure that she can even survive leaving the ground?" Kikha raised her hairless left brow and smiled, "It's a wonderful dream nonetheless."
"I know, right?" He snickered and picked up the black lightsaber hilt off the table, casually twirling it around the fingers of his right hand like a baton.
"Stop that!" Daesha shouted at him, but didn't wanna put her hands anywhere near that nasty thing. Even if it was washed off thoroughly, she couldn't help remembering the scene she just witnessed earlier. She could feel her Lekku curling, but… Well, she couldn't help looking up at him again and blushing. There was something strange. She didn't understand her own feelings.
"Don't worry. I'm not an idiot." Asmodeus smiled wryly and put the hilt down on the table again, "But uh… Would not recommend trying to cut your hair with a lightsaber. Hahaa~! Oh wait, never mind. Guess you guys don't need to worry about haircuts, huh?"
"Why? Just… Why?" The Jedi Knight couldn't help being flabbergasted again, "Even if you're Force Sensitive, a lightsaber is still extremely dangerous in untrained hands. Especially one that was used by the Sith."
"Ah, how'd you figure out that I'm Force Sensitive?"
"Even I can tell." Daesha complained, "Did you think you could hide it from us so easily?"
"Cool. So do you think I'm Jedi material? Hahaha~!" He sucked the black hilt into his palm and then made it hover above his hand a bit, "Pretty badass, right? So like, do I have to take some tests or-"
"You're too old." Ironically, Kikha cut him off and shook her head, splashing a bit of water around by accident, "The Temple only takes in babies and toddlers for the most part. In special cases… There can be exceptions, but you look like you're almost an adult. How old are you exactly?"
"Uh, I have no idea." The tomato boy shrugged, "I'm not done growing yet though, if that counts for anything."
"It doesn't." Daesha rolled her eyes at him, "Did your girlfriend teach you that trick?"
"Well, she's eaten more than one Force User in her long life, but nah, this is just the basics. Right? I started training a few months ago, so my control could use some work. But wait, is it illegal to use the Force without a license?"
"Pft-haha~!"
"Heh…"
Both the Master and Padawan couldn't help laughing.
"Is that a yes or a no?"
"It's not about what powers your use. It's how you use them." Kikha explained while making the water in her glasses float around above her right palm, forming a swirling sphere.
"As my friend likes to say, The Force surrounds us; it penetrates us-"
"Hahahaha~!"
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