The two young padawans strolled into the city. "Are you going to miss your master?" Syyla glanced at Anakin. He shook his head. "No, not at all." Syyla smiled slightly. "Really? Not even a little? I know I'm going to miss my master. I bet he won't miss me, though." She smirked lightly. Anakin grinned."Oh really?" He said with a nod. They both laughed. They continued walking through the city, looking around and watching the different shoppers and such. One of the best things about the city was all the different cultures and species. Syyla stopped suddenly. "Do you hear that?" Anakin looked to her and nodded. "It sounds like...someone crying." he said lowly. Syyla nodded. Her chocolate coloured eyes searched the streets for the source of the crying.