Aravis' POV
Again today we were frustrated, so we went back to the training chamber and started, as Nimowae puts it, kicking some virtual reality droid ass.
After about an hour and a half of hard fighting, I was taking a break and trying to get my second wind. I had not slept well the night before, so I was tired. The door to the chamber opened. Then Yoda walked in to the room.
"Nimowae...Nimowae!" I called a few times to get her attention. When she finally took the helmet off, we both gave our old master a respectful bow and waited to see what he had come to tell us.
"Contact ObiWan has made...requests your help he does." He said after a minute.
"Both of us?!" I asked.Yoda nodded.
"Thank you, Master." Nimowae said breathlessly. We bowed again and Yoda turned and left the chamber.
After he left and the door closed again, I turned to Nimowae and she was smiling just like me. I was so happy, until it hit me.
"Why would Obi take us away from a place where he knows we are safe?" I asked Nimowae in a worried tone.
Both of our faces had fallen from smiles to very anxious looks.
"He must REALLY need us." She said slowly with concern throughout her words.
"Let's go." We said at the same time and ran to the door.