Entry Twenty-Two
Today Master Dooku and I had lunch.
We went to Dex's Diner.
We feasted on tradalon burgers and ribs with mashed galava roots and gravy. For dessert, I had a slice of cake with chocolate icing and my Master had a slice of semi-sweet chocolate pie, and a scoop of vanilla sweet ice on top.
It's always amusing for us to be out and about mingling in such a place like Dex's, mainly because of how the local population reacts to us. Some have never seen a Jedi before in their lives and are quite astonished to see us walk in, let alone the stares we get as we pile our plates with food and devour it all.
Jedi are normal human beings just like everyone else. I think the mystique surrounding us makes others afraid of us, or surprised, I'm not sure which, but I don't know that it's a good thing. I do wish we were among the common people more, but that's for another day.
My lunch with my master was quite nice; it's been awhile since we have caught up with each other.
We talked about potential padawans and I mentioned the two I have my eye on.
He is also considering Obi-Wan Kenobi.
Well this is an interesting development. I don't know that I ever thought about possibly rivaling my Master for an apprentice. My Master is one of the best in the Order, his skill with the lightsaber is unmatched and his ambassadorial skills are quite impressive as well.
I don't really think the personalities involved would make that a good match, but I could be wrong.
I've been wrong before.
But it doesn't feel right to me, yet I'm not sure why it does not.
I mentioned my other choice to him and he did think that Siri might be a good match for me, he'd watched her a time or two himself, but the Force was prodding him in a different direction.
If the Force is prodding him towards Obi-Wan, but it feels wrong to me, what does that mean?
I'm not sure and I don't really like it either.
I suppose I'll spend even more time in meditation.