But I Am Free
Teaching was important for a Jedi to do. Especially now that he was a Master. Kahlil let out a sigh as he walked down the halls of the New Cov temple. Rebuilt, refurbished. It was a beautiful place. Perfect for training young Jedi. Well, maybe not younglings. Padawans for sure. With the monstrous creatures that lurked in the jungle younglings might be too young. Still, he was here to teach. A smile pulled at his lips as he glanced to the fountain at the core. Serene as always. Fond memories of when he found this place with Valery Noble went through his mind.
And her smile when she saw this place rebuilt.
He shook his head, pushing the thoughts aside as he wandered into the empty training room he'd booked for the day. Silas Westgard , a padawan Valery actually knew, was his student for the day. The subject? Soresu. In his mind, it was the perfect style for Jedi. An important style that all should at least learn the basics of. He crossed the room, looking through the training drones to make sure they were in working order, then.. Waited. The Padawan should be there soon enough.