Jedova had to admit that the conversation of Deinden family was quite lively; even when they spoke Basic with their rusty skills, the words came surprisingly fast. The Jedi Master tried to stay out of the conversation, but out of hospitability the family took him into their conversation. Seer Ni'Dea stayed calm and so did Regemo and Tureq, but Arak and Arya talked as much as they could.
"That's what they always are. One would wonder if I'm from a different family," Tureq noted to Jedova and smiled.
"Arya is a good listener, too," Jedova noted, remembering how the girl had listened to his stories silently even though one did not need the Force to sense that the girl was bursting with excitement. Tureq laughed. "If the topic is interesting, she listens. If it is boring, she may soon do something completely else than listening."

As Arya's and Arak's playful bickering paused, Regemo cleared his throat and stood up, serious. His children, all unaware of what the adults had been talking, looked at their father, worried.
"Dad, is something wrong?" Tureq asked.
"Don't tell me I burned that karoo after all!" Arak joked. He wanted to destroy the solemn air which had suddenly appeared around the table. Regemo took a deep breath and announced, "I have discussed with Seer Ni'Dea and Jedova Wang and I have decided that I give Arya my permission to leave for Jedi training if she wishes to go."
"What?" Arya exclaimed and looked at Jedova. "Really?"
"Really," Jedova replied. He forced himself to look at the girl's brothers, who were looking at each other; Tureq was frozen, his eyes widened. Arak's hands flopped to the table with a loud sound at the same time as his chin fell.

The boys turned to look at their little sister, stunned. Arya, astounded, looked at the Seer and the Jedi Master, then her father and older brothers. Then Arak turned to look at Regemo.
"Dad, how are we going to explain this to Gamu?" he asked. "He is sick."
"Gamu will heal. We will tell him then," Regemo answered and looked at his only daughter. "Arya?"
"If I really can go then... of course!" Arya exclaimed, being both astonished and happier than ever before.
"Arya, I cannot guarantee that you will get to Jedi training or that you will accomplish it, but you get a chance," Jedova told, staying serious. Arya nodded without letting the uncertainty ruin her mood. Arak looked at the table.
"So little sister is going to the big outside world," he mumbled to himself. He did not want to let Arya go, but at the same time he knew that if she truly wanted to become a Jedi, it was not his place to stop her.
"I'll be okay, big brother!" Arya said and patted her oldest brother's arm, smiling widely. She could not believe she got a chance to become a true Jedi.
"We will leave in the morning," Jedova told.
"Tureq, Arak, I want you to escort them to the city," Seer Ni'Dea told. She did not want to let her niece go to the outside world with such poor knowledge, but this was the best and probably the only chance on which she could get the girl where she belonged to.
"Of course we'll escort them, right, big brother?" Tureq said and looked at his brother, who nodded.
"I will inform the tribe after you have left," Ni'Dea told. Jedova nodded. This depart would be difficult for them all.

Jedova looked at Arya.
"You probably want to say goodbye to your friends. If you get to the training, you won't come here for many years. Not before you have become someone's Padawan and the time has come for the Seer to teach you what your Master cannot," he said. Arya nodded.
"I see," she said. "In the morning, okay?"

Jedova nodded. He knew that it was unnecessary to make the girl say the difficult goodbyes right away.

/Author's note: Star Wars (c) Lucasfilm, any characters you cannot find on Wookieepedia, Veledos, Veledosians and their language (c) Me/