A/N: Anything in parenthises after foriegn words is just the translation so that you guys don't have to do it yourselves. Thought I'd make it easy on you.

Chapter Thirteen: Obi-Wan's Curiosity...

Obi-Wan frowned, looking over the datapads in a poor attempt to ignore the odd pair of strangers amongst them. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he realized that they might be unto something about how one faces their fears having an affect to the rest of their health. Rubbing his face, he glanced over at the notes he's been making on what he presumed was their native tongue. He has yet to find a pattern to let him know which one of the many languages in the Galaxy it was based off of. Shaking his head, he stretched before moving to leave the room. Pausing right outside of the doorway, he spotted the two of them conversing in low tones.

"Naze farukon ni tsuite karera ni tsutaetai nodesu ka? Sore wa imi ga arimasen! (Why do you want to tell them about Falcon? That makes no sense!)" Kai was hissing as he waved his hands through the air, clearly something that Zane had said was bothering him.

"Karera ni wa sutaffu no iru sensei ga imasu... Akiraka ni watashitachi wa kare kara monogoto o kakusubekide wa arimasen... Tonikaku kare wa jibun de sore o rikai shimasu. (They have a Sensei with a Staff... clearly we shouldn't hide things from him... he will figure it out by himself anyways.)" Zane responded calmly to what it was that Kai was distraught over, clearly well practiced with being the levelheaded one out of the two.

Obi-Wan noted the term sensei, recalling how they insisted that he and Anakin were Senseis and not masters, as if those two words meant different things. Which means that they must either be talking about a sensei they know back home, or one of the few Jedis that they've met since being rescued. "Watashi wa mada kore wa kyōkida to omoimasu... Ū sensei wa farukon ni tsuite shiranakatta, matawa watashitachi ga kare ni hanasu made anata no nindoroido o shiranakatta. (I still think this is craziness... Sensei Wu didn't know about Falcon or that your a Nindroid until we told him.)" Kai grumbled, crossing his arms.

Zane shot him a withering look, before responding. "Kai… kioku sōshitsushō no sei de, dochira no mondai ni tsuite mo shiranakatta. Kare wa nani mo utagau riyū ga nakatta. (Kai... I knew not on either of those matters due to amnesia. He had no reason to suspect anything)"

Kai opened and closed his mouth for a awhile, clearly thrown off by whatever it was that Zane had just said. "Ī ne. Konkai wa anata no kachida. (Fine. You win this time.)"

Zane chuckled, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Watashi wa itsumo kachimasen ka, kyodai? (Do I not win all the time, brother?)"

Kai rolled his eyes, but wisely didn't respond to that. Obi-Wan decided now would be a good time to let them know that he was there. "Hello there." Both of them jumped a mile into the air, literally to his surprise, before whirling around to stare at him. Obi-Wan frowned, suddenly worried that maybe he shouldn't have done that. Maybe they weren't done with their private conversation?

Kai mock wiped at his forehead, as if to wipe nonexistent sweat away. "Geez... ya could have given us a fright there, buster."

Obi-Wan blinked rapidly, bewilderment flaring up. "My name isn't buster..."

"He means that as a generic nickname. Is there something we can help you with?" Zane cut him off, all the while giving a rather blank look towards Kai. Kai shrugged, apparently this was normal for the two of them.

"Err..." Obi-Wan fought the urge to nibble his bottom lip, Why did hanging around this two made him want to act more like Anakin... like a civilian that could freely have attachments and such? Shoving those thoughts to the back of his mind, he concentrated more on something that they might be willing to help him with. "I was wondering if you wouldn't mind instructing me in your native tongue?"

"Our what now?" "He means our Language." Zane answered Kai's question even as Kai asked it.

Obi-Wan smiled, amused by the withering glare Kai sent Zane. Kai gave a slow nod, before making an announcement that immediately confused him. "I'm fluent in Skullkinese… does he want to learn that one or Chicken Scratch..." "It is not called Chicken Scratch!" "There's also Serpentinese, but I ain't fluent in that one at all... I know how to tell them that I don't know Serpentinese but that's like it."

Obi-Wan vaguely wondered why it was that they had, apparently, multiple languages from where they were from. "Just the one that you've been using around the place."

Zane nodded in understanding, his face perfectly blank. "That would be our Native Tongue. The other languages Kai was listing belong to two other races that live amongst us back home." "So you want to learn Chicken Scratch..." "Our written language looks like chicken scratch to those that are more used to English writing, or even Skullkinese written form... thus why Kai insists on calling it Chicken Scratch."

Obi-Wan felt his interest peak at that, "Perhaps you can teach me how to read your language as well as speak it?"

"Sure thing..." "This is going to be very interesting."

…...

Anakin liked to think that he could recognize most written languages... but this... it looked like someone had scratched at it with a pen! アルファベット. There was even more scribbles below that, though he found himself trying to ignore it. Ahsoka peered over his shoulder, staring down at the scratches. "Um... is this supposed to be code or something?" Anakin opened his mouth to respond, only for Obi-Wan to show up and reach for the paper.

"Oh good... I've been meaning to tell you. I am having Kai and Zane teach me their native tongue... and it looks like you have found the piece of paper that they used to write down some basic words down on." Obi-Wan looked excited about this new challenge.

Anakin raised one eyebrow upwards, sure that Obi-Wan was mistaken. "This is just a bunch of scratches!"

"To us... to Zane and Kai those are words. See this top word is Arufabetto…. which means Alphabet." Obi-Wan pointed to the scriggly lines that were at the top of the page.

"What does this word mean?" Ahsoka pointed to the one near the bottom of the page, 先生.

"Oh, that one I insisted on, they weren't going to teach it to me yet, but I was curious. That would be Sensei." Obi-Wan peered down at it, before pointing to another one. "That would be Fire." 火 stared right up at them. "And this one is ice." He moved his fingers to point at 氷.

"How do they even keep all of their words straight when writing and reading?" Anakin was scratching the top of his head, bewildered that a people would use such a complicated system for writing.

"Since it is the way their people write... I believe they are merely used to it. Just like they are used to it going from left to right, instead of right to left." Obi-Wan shrugged, clearly fascinated with this new knowledge.