"That's untrue and you know it" The Jedi Master would criticize, folding his arms. "I've been on this planet hundreds of times, and lived on it. You're all the same. You'll try to pickpocket some poor sap, then lie when you get caught so they don't skin your hide" he would scold. And then her robe fell off and he would raise an eyebrow.
"... Miarta?"
He would shake his head when she asked where he had been. "Truthfully? I came here looking for you" he would reveal. "I... Had to go away for awhile, and cut contacts. Since the other Jedi, my so called friends, already did anyway, that was quite easy for me to do. But I promised myself I'd go looking for you soon as I was well enough to be seen again" he would explain. "I had to disappear, Miarta. I was broken. I couldn't let anyone know where I was, and the moment someone tracked me down was when my exile ended. I sorry for worrying you, but I had to" he said.
"But what are you doing here? I taught you better then this, what are you doing, out here, acting like a petty thief?" He would ask, raising an eyebrow, obviously quite upset with her.
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