@[member="Meta "]@[member="Ella Nova"]
The enthusiastic master was very high on positive energy, a trait not many Jedi masters shared. Donatos wondered if her actual Padawans ended up taking on her traits too. Her eager demeanor was nice, but also hinged a bit on over bearing it too much. Beside Donatos were two other younger Jedi, the male human? humanoid? Meta and the female Corellia girl named Ella Nova. Donatos had been around humans long enough to notice when a mating ritual was enacted, apparently it was the female who initiated it...she must be an alpha. The Mon Cal student found it slightly humerus, that humans are awkward about romantic feelings or even lustful ones, to Donatos when the right female came along he would simply introduce himself, his status and why he would be desirable and why he finds his prospective mate desirable. If both came to a mutual satisfaction then bonding would occur, followed by a ceremony with all their friends and family and then they would reproduce and watch their family, their successors continue to grow.
The over dramatic worries of human coupling was simply ridiculous. The goal for either gender is quite clear, either to find a sexual partner and or suitable spouse to raise children together. The way humans approach it could be compared to well a human walking on a straight path, but gives in to unfounded fears and emotions that contradict their goal of finding love and end up flailing on and off the path. Donatos turned his head to the side, noticing Meta whose bodily language suggested he was indeed following the typical routine of young human males uncertain about mating practices, perhaps he did not have any experience? Either way the Mon Calamari felt it would be a nice gesture for him to ease the young Meta's uneasiness by whispering lightheartedly, "I suggest you keep your lightsaber tucked in your robes, Meta. We are here to bring back artifacts, not human infants." He croaked a light chuckle.