"I think we're lost." Keira stated after walking aimlessly around for hours.

"Oh, and what gave you that idea?" Obi replied sarcastically. She shrugged.

"I'm tired."

"Good for you."

"And hungry."

"Joy."

"And I'm beginning to feel the urge to relieve my self."

"Please spare us."

"Can we stop walking now?"

"No."

"I swear we're being followed."

"Really."

"Seriously!"

"So that's why you want to stop, so they catch up with us and slaughter us."

"No but-"

"Don't bother." Obi finished and strode ahead to catch up with the masters.

"Someones stressy today." She muttered to herself and followed behind.


Finally, after many more hours of walking, they reached their destination and everyone concluded Keira was delusional.

"I'm not flippin' delusional. There was definitely someone following us! They just decided to keep themselves hidden." Keira said.

"That's what they all say." Obi said.

"anyway, we would've sensed them if there was." Qui-Gon explained.

"They must've been shielding themselves."

"OBviously."

"Obi, must you be such a sarcastic stress ball?"

"When I'm around you, yes. And I'm not stressed."

"Of course not. You big fluff."

"Ignoring you."

"Very mature."

"Oh you can talk." Obi yelled, turning around to confront Keira.

"Whoah! That's enoug you 2. Now you both better grow up." Master Pruen interrupted. Obi huffed and went to Qui-Gon.

"You know better than to provoke him, Keira." she said.

"I know. But he needs to lighten up." she replied. Master Pruen smiled and put her arm around her apprentice, pushing her on towards the building.