Grey Eyes
Jasper was, by all means, very excited. It wasn't often that he traveled for non-mission reasons, and more and more he was beginning to value his family's home as a retreat. Of course, that naturally meant that he had to bring his students there. He figured Maran could use the change of scenery, and there was a room in his new abode that lent itself well for the training he had in mind. It wasn't long before the Lonestar 1 had entered the atmosphere of Sacorria, the modest red cliff dwelling coming into view.
"That's the place," he told her. "The view from the balcony is unreal." A sly grin spread across the knight's face. "Unless you're scared of heights, that is."
His partner very much was scared of heights. Marissa had been so nervous when they first investigated the place. He had been too, of course, but that was more because of the uncertainty that came with connecting with his ancestry. It had been uncharted territory for Jasper for quite some time now. Still, he liked to think that he had taken it in stride. Everything else after the war had been wild, so what was a bit more complication? The councilmember landed his freighter, jumping to his feet with a surprising amount of energy in his step. He had worked so much during the war, Maran would have generally seen him in a more reserved state. Time to sleep properly had greatly elated his mood.
"I figured this was a good place to start your training," Jasper explained, the first mention of what they were actually doing. "You've grown a lot, and I couldn't be more proud as your teacher. So, I figured that it was only right to make good on a promise I made to you a while back."
And the best part was he finally found a way to teach it, which was the important part about all of this.
"I think it's time I taught you Force Light."