A few hours later, Coruscant, Core Worlds

"Wow! So much life!" Arya exclaimed, excited, as they stepped out of the ship in the hangar of the Jedi Temple. The girl looked around herself, trying to see everything. The Jedi could not help smiling at the pure amazement of such a small child.
"You will see enough of this during your time. I'm sure you'll learn every corner of this Temple by heart quickly," Jedova said. He knew by now that no warnings could flatten the girl's excitement.
"So, returned you have. Hmm, and a new child with you, you have brought," came a familiar voice. The group turned to look at the talker; it was Master Yoda.
"Master Yoda," Jedova greeted with a bow.
"Good to see you here again, it is, Jedova Wang. Throw you around, the life truly does," Master Yoda noted.
"Yes," Jedova admitted. He was The Unlucky Jedi, the man always getting into trouble by misfortunes all the time. Any mission with no misfortunes was a lucky one for him – if he could ever have luck.

Yoda walked to Arya and looked at her. He was just a little shorter than the girl.
"So, a Veledosian you are. And Arya Deinden your name is, correct?" he asked. Arya jumped a bit about the Grand Master knowing that, but she nodded, unsure. She could sense that this Jedi Master had experience from a time longer than she could ever fathom – far longer than even aunt Ni'Dea.

Master Yoda turned to look at Jedova and Degu.
"To rest, you may go. A long journey you have made," he told them.
"Thank you, Master Yoda," Jedova and Degu said a little bit out of sync.
"Will we see each other again someday?" Arya asked, hopeful.
"There are almost 10 000 Jedi in the Order, but it is completely possible that we will see each other again," Jedova said, his smile wide. Degu smiled as well.
"Good luck for your training, Arya," he said.
"Thanks," Arya said a bit timidly. Even though she had gotten along with Degu well, she was still a little shy of him.

Now everything was completely alien to her, unrecognizable. She was very far away from home, and she knew it, but this place would become her home from this moment on. Hence, she was not far away from home. She was home again. This was a different home, but it was her home.

Jedova and Degu left. Yet before they exited the hangar, Arya heard Degu say, "Alright, now I want to know everything, Master! What did I miss?"
"Okay, Arya. Come and let's sort the rest of the things out," Master Iami said.
"Thought about which clan we put girl to, you have?" Master Yoda asked.
"Boma clan seems to be a good option. There isn't overcrowding," Master Iami noted. Master Yoda nodded in agreement.
"Wait for you in the room of a Thousand Fountains with them, I will," Master Yoda told and turned to leave.

Master Iami and Arya left with a turbolift to a lower floor. On the way, Master Iami explained basic things a Jedi Initiate had to know and made sure that the girl remembered them all.

About a quarter of a standard hour passed by. It was not difficult to find a fitting tunic for Arya to replace the Veledosian clothing unsuitable for Jedi training. The girl could not help but notice that this clothing was far more comfortable and of higher quality than the home-made clothes she had been glad to wear all her life. After all, she had not known of anything better. It had been a part of her life.

Master Iami put the Veledosian clothes away; they would be put to good use outside of the Order after a wash. The scent of soil, grass and air of Kiros was replaced with scentless clothes of material unknown to Arya. The last piece of her life had been torn away now, and the little girl could not help feeling a heartbreak. But she was home now, she told herself. This was her new home, and it came with a price. A price she was willing to pay.

This price she had to pay now and forever, even after forgetting about this day decades later. This was her life now, and this price she would pay for it. She had made this choice, and the consequences were hers to see.

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