Jedi Mom
Mi'la paused her work as the master explained, rather surprised how neatly and to the point it was. She was envious of that, Mi'la would just ramble on and on about things. She needed to get better at getting to the point of an issue. Finished with her mapping, Mi'la loaded it onto her datapad, and clipped it to her hip. She just needed to grab some mining axes and she'd be right as rain now. "Everyone has such interesting pasts it seems, and ten years to go from a padawan to a master? That's crazy good, I'm just coming up on my ten years and I'm still stuck here as a knight. One day, maybe." She commented, securing a pair of axes to her belt as well. "Well, long story short, used to be a slave, met a jedi, lost an arm and head-tail but here I am." She smiled, brushing over her less than pleasant past for, many reasons. The less people knew of her failings, the better she felt she'd be. "Sometimes, you know, I wonder if I should settle down and try to get married. But, that's probably a disqualification for being a master, no?" Truthfully, she had tried to find someone, she really had, and it never lead anywhere good.
Now ready, Mi'la awaited Wu to go with her, eager to start digging at the planet below, and see just how far this whole mystery went.