A/N: I hope the last chapter wasn't too big a disappointment. I just read through the whole thing; I can't believe how bad my writing was back then. It's not Shakespeare now, but it's improved so much. In my own defense, I was fourteen when I started this. And just a note on pronunciation: Cale = KAY-L, An = AH-n, Kendren = Ken-DREH-n, Ka'Teeka = K' TEE-kah. I hope that clears up any confusion. I know things are moving slowly, but this story should be long, so I'm trying to keep things consistant.

By the time Qui-Gon finished talking to Adi, Obi-Wan had located the smaller room and started to unpack enough clothes to last him two weeks. He'd also swept all four rooms for bugs or recorders. They'd been clean, just like the Council had said; they'd be safe to talk about Jedi business as long as they were inside their rooms. In the public areas, however, they had to act like normal people. The guards, droids, and Hydrian workers on the ship would be looking for Jedi, so anyone acting like Jedi would be put under surveillance. Perhaps it was lucky then, Obi-Wan considered idly as he neatly placed some clothes in a chest of drawers, that Siri was on this mission with him. Force knew he couldn't remain stoic around her, whether it be from irritation at her antagonistic ways, or breathlessness at her unbearable attractiveness.

He could hear Qui-Gon moving around the living space, moving the boxes to get to the one with his clothes in it. After closing the drawer, Obi-Wan got to his feet and exited his room.

Qui-Gon looked up at him, a clear question on his face. Obi-Wan nodded, "I checked for bugs, there aren't any. I guess they knew people would find them."

Qui-Gon nodded, "They wouldn't want anyone kicking up a fuss before we're beyond contact."

Obi-Wan made a noise of agreement. Qui-Gon took his box into the larger sleeproom, and then returned speaking, "Adi and I agreed to find a table together at dinner tonight, with another neighbor, the gentleman from room 210. He has a daughter Siri's age, and he thought you'd all get along. Although to speak the truth," here Qui-Gon looked a little amused "I can't see either you or Siri liking this girl very much."

"Oh? Why is that? Did you speak to her?" Obi-Wan asked. Qui-Gon smiled a little wryly.

"Not at length, but for long enough for me to discover that she isn't the brightest star in the galaxy," Qui-Gon picked up another box, and as he went back into his room, he muttered, "I've met nerf that seemed more intellectual then that girl."

Adi smiled at Siri when she walking into the living area of their quarters. Siri smiled back, relaxed for the first time in weeks.

You're relaxed for the first time in weeks on a difficult and particularly dangerous mission? Her inner voice had an ironic edge to it. Says a bit about you, huh?

She ignored it and sat on one of the couches. Adi looked at her curiously.

"You're in a good mood," she commented, intentionally keeping her voice neutral. Siri grinned.

"Is this a bad thing?" the teenager said flippantly, putting her feet up on the short table in front of her. Adi rolled her eyes.

"Of course not," the master swatted at Siri's feet, and her padawan allowed them to drop to the floor. "It's just surprising; you've been quieter recently."

"I'm just glad to be doing something," Siri responded, handing Adi a box before she'd asked for it. "I get a bit restless at the Temple."

Adi smiled at her, warmly, "So do I. Well, whatever the reason, I'm happy you're feeling better. I've been worried about you. More so when you wouldn't let me help you. I really wish you would tell me what has been bothering you."

Siri looked up at Adi, surprised. It wasn't at all like her Master to be so open, "I'm sorry for worrying you Master. But there isn't anything wrong."

Adi shot her a droll look. Siri smiled a little guiltily and shrugged, "Well, nothing I need help with."

Adi rolled her eyes and sighed, "We need to keep our heads in the mission, so I'll make a deal with you: I won't ask anymore questions, if you eat properly, sleep properly, and if it gets to the point where you do need help, you ask for it. You don't have to ask me, although I'd like you to – just ask somebody. Me, Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan…" here Adi paused, seeing a slight change in Siri's expression. I'm getting close, aren't I? She continued as if she'd seen nothing. "I don't care. But don't let yourself burn out for pride's sake."

"Master, I promise I won't allow my state of mind to affect the mission," Siri said softly, and seriously. Adi looked surprised, then she nodded.

"I don't doubt that your performance on this mission will be commendable, Siri," Adi smiled, and Siri blushed at the compliment. Adi continued, "And you're right that, as Jedi, our first commitment is to our cause. The mission is always our first priority. But as your Master, my second priority is you. I don't want you to be alright for the mission's sake. I want you to be alright for your sake. Understood?"

Siri nodded, surprised. Adi smiled, suddenly business-like, "Good! Now that that's cleared up, I should probably tell you that Qui-Gon and I arranged to sit together at dinner, with another neighbour. He has a daughter your age – for realism's sake, you should probably try to befriend her to some extent, I'm afraid."

Siri quirked her eyebrow, "You're afraid? Is she that bad?"

Adi laughed a little, "Oh, she's very sweet. But she thought a vibrosword was a type of fish."

"…how?!"

"I have no idea. But the best part was that her father works as a weapons developer, and vibroblades are his specialty; that's how it was brought up."

Siri bit her lip and reminded herself that it was wrong to laugh at another's ignorance, "I see."

"Her father was dreadfully embarrassed, and asked her what she thought he was talking about when he mentioned his work. She said she thought he was a fisherman, and 'went fishing everyday or something', and that was a direct quote," Adi continued, a mischievous twinkle lighting up her eyes. Siri nodded, still trying to contain her laughter. Adi went for the killing blow.

"They live on Coruscant."

This last nugget of information broke Siri's resolve and she fell to pieces laughing. If nothing else, Siri thought, the next two weeks should prove to be interesting.