Green Thumb Jedi
Ko was sitting around with some of his peers. He was trying to take the day easy, as he was going to be tasked with some important and dangerous duties very soon. He felt bad that he wouldn’t be seeing some of his friends who were mostly back from the Caldera now and he would be heading off world. The Kel Dor worried over Loomi and Lily who he knew were on that mission. Even feeling a bit of survivors guilt for not be a part of the conflict on Caldera. Wondering some too that if he had taken that Cathar woman's offer to become her padawan that maybe he would be there with them.
While the others around him were eating their dinners Ko was doing the best he could to fit in with them. Unfortunately for him he couldn’t eat like the rest of them, instead needing to slurp on packets of nutripaste through a straw given his mask. He honestly couldn’t remember the last time he ate a proper meal. Since leaving Dorin his diet mostly consisted of nutripaste.
Eventually however the meals of the others around him came to an end and they needed to get back to their training or studies before the day came to an end. So Ko was left alone to sit at a table by himself, ideally drinking up his liquid MRE dinner and wondering how his upcoming mission might play out. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous about it. Last time he was on a serious combat mission he nearly got blown up from artillery.
He wondered if heading back to his dorm would allow him to calm his nerves. Remembering that his bonsai tree needed some pruning before he left which often relaxed him as a form of moving meditation.