"Ehri! Jargaltai Mendchil!" Her father practically yelled from his end of the holotransmitter, the middle aged man cheerfully greeting his daughter with the traditional Nahkisan holiday welcome, with that warm smile only a parent could have.
Making her way through the Life Day market, Ehri supposed one of the underappreciated perks of being force-sensitive was the ability to dodge incoming foot traffic, effortlessly dodging and weaving passer-by's as her attention was otherwise drawn to the little blue holographic man that was her father appearing from the small black pad sitting on the palm of her hand.
"Jargaltai Mendchil, dad." The knight replied, voice significantly quieter than the other party's, and even then still, quieter than it normally would have been, perhaps due to the inherent embarrassment that parents could bring to their children, particularly in public. Nevertheless, a small smile couldn't help but find itself on her expression. "Where's mom?" She asked, taking the few moments she got as her father replied to look around. Thinking it strange how even the most familiar sights took on an entirely new appearance on Life Day. It'd been something she'd noticed even when she was little, and still living on Nahkisa.
"She's getting your grandparents from the starport. They should be getting back in a couple of minutes.. She's been looking forward to seeing you."
Gently sighing, Ehri gave a nod. Knowing full well of her yet unfulfilled promise of returning home for this year's Life Day. Stopping in her tracks, she gave a brief survey of her surroundings, looking- and finding a place where she could remain still without impeding others, and taking a few steps to her left to reach it. An out-of-the-way little gap between two market stands, looking back down to her father, she replied;
"I know. I'm sorry for not showing up.. It's just been busy is all--"
"You don't need to apologize to us, Okhina." He interrupted her, his own expression softening as the words emerged, and Ehri's following suite at the use of the phrase.. Precious daughter of mine. (For sons, it would have been Okhino.) "...You'll never stop making us proud." And like that, Ehri was reminded of how extended family members would always compare their smiles, perhaps to an outsider they were reflecting one another's expressions at this very moment.
"Thanks.. So-.. So what are the plans for tonight?" She continued, trying to steer the conversation back to where it had supposed to have been heading. Though still admittedly blindsided by the surprising rawness of the previous exchange. Her father seemingly was as well, as he took a slight moment or two before answering, trying to find his own words.
"The family tradition, you know, some lovely Uuz, Tsuvian noodle stew, and yummy Buuz dumplings to compliment." Yeah, he knew what he was doing. The young woman already beginning to feel her stomach rumble at the mere thought of her homeworld's traditional roast meals. The weather didn't help in her cravings for it. Shaking her head, she let out a small laugh at her father's cruel tactics. "Is this supposed to be revenge? Making me feel as if I'm starving?" She knowingly interrogated, another laugh following as the man replied with a performance look of indignation and offense. "I'd never do that to my favorite daughter."
"Sure. Of course you wouldn't, you're too good for that kind of underhanded business." She jested. "Listen, I've gotta go for now, got some Life Day shopping to do, let me know when mom gets home, so we can talk. Alright?" It always hurt on some hidden level within to say goodbye to her parents. Even when she knew she'd be able to see them again, talk to them again, hold them again. Which was more than many could say unfortunately. They'd always told her that the homesickness would gradually fade as she grew older, but it never seemed to for her.
"No problem, Ehri. Make sure you get your mother something nice, and me, something expensive." With that, they both laughed. The warmth from the humor seemingly spreading to her cheeks, as she felt her face lightly warm up from the activity it was getting.
"We'll see. Love you, dad." - "I love you too, Okhina."
Ura Iolar
turned she would be greeted with the smiling face of her Master. His soft smile was one he hoped would bring a measure of ease to one that he could feel through the Force held a great deal of distress. Ura had yet to disclose the source of her woes to her Master, but he could sense it venting through her presence as though it had engulfed her very being. 
Kuxirra Tano-Bonteri
. He'd let Ura explain Life Day. It would be a good chance to see the extents of her knowledge.
