Jedi Brat!
The clang of metal against metal echoed through the dimly lit workshop as Braze pushed open the door, his somber jade green eyes lighting up as he spotted Jasper hunched over a workbench, lost in the intricate workings of some mechanical device. Small feet padded around the workshop, watching Jasper's every move with keen interest.
"Master Kai'el?" Braze queried at some point, trying to get the blonde's attention. "Do you think... maybe you could teach me some more things?" Braze asked lightly, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I feel like I'm falling behind my peers, or that I don't know as much as the others... I don't even know if I can keep up with most things, but I've been trying really hard despite my injury... I'm sorry if this comes at a bad time..."
Braze's heart pounded in his chest as he laid bare his insecurities to his mentor. He felt a knot form in his stomach, fearing Jasper's judgment.
As Braze stood in Jasper's workshop, his fingers automatically sought out his padawan braid, now adorned with a striking black feather with a red tip tethered to it as a decoration. He gently twirled the braid around his fingers, the smooth texture of the feather providing a comforting sensation against his skin. It had become his new self-soothing technique, replacing the habitual hand fidgeting he used to do.
With each twirl of the braid, Braze felt a sense of calm wash over him, the rhythmic motion serving as a soothing distraction from his nerves. He had always been prone to fidgeting, especially in moments of stress or uncertainty, but now, with his hands unable to fuss at his sleeves or move together for fidgeting, this new motion had become his go-to comfort.