Jai opened her mouth and began to wail. She was hungry. Her mother bent over her, about to pick her up when someone knocked at the door. Her mother rushed to the door. If she could've Jai rolled her eyes. The woman opened the door to let in two men, one with a beard, and one without.
"Obi-Wan!" cried the woman, enveloping the unbearded man in a hug.
"Hello, Mother," he answered, hugging her back. The older man looked around the room, his eyes landing on Jai. She gave him a grave look. She had a vague memory of her mother telling someone that her eyes were unsettling. They were darkest blue, with only a hint of gray.
"Ma'am, we've come because you said your child was Force-sensitive?" questioned the older man, taking his gaze off Jai. Her mother ignored him.
"Obi-Wan, you've grown so much! Last time you visited, you only came up to my shoulder, now look at you! You're taller than I am! And too skinny. Are they feeding you properly at the Temple?" fussed Jai's mother, who apparently was this Obi-Wan's mother too. Obi-Wan looked self-concious
"Mom..." he muttered, turning red.
"What? I can't even make a big deal when my oldest comes for a visit? You never visit!" she responded, straightening his robe and fixing his hair. Jai was being ignored, and she was still hungry. Just then, the bottle on the table flipped over, showering Jai in a bath of milk. She started howling. That milk was hot!
"Oh, Jai, did you knock over your milk again? Silly girl. Now you have to wait to eat, because first you need a bath!" her mother said, picking her up, undressing her, and plopping her into the sink.
While Jai happily splashed in the warm sudsy water, the adults discussed her.
"You saw her yourself, Master Jedi, she toppled the bottle without touching it! Does that mean anything?" inquired her mother. She might be lonely without her eldest and youngest children, but she still had her middle child. When he was home, anyway.
"Master Qui-Gon, couldn't we take her to the Temple and see how she does? We're going to have to anyway," pointed out his apprentice. Qui-Gon looked contemplative, stroking his beard. Jai let out a squeal as on of the bubbles popped. Qui-Gon got up and walked over to her.
"What do you think, little one?" he asked, almost to himself. Jai's mother took the opportunity to try to give Obi-Wan thirds on tea, but he politely refused. Qui-Gon walked back over to them.
"We'll take the girl with us. She seems strong in the Force." Jai had a vague idea that she was leaving, so she held her arms out to her mother, who dressed her and gave her a bottle. They said their good-byes and left, Obi-Wan holding Jai. She watched him the whole way back to the ship, mesmerized by the swinging braid on his shoulder. Finally, she grabbed it and gave a triumphant cry. He winced, worked it away from her, and smiled.
Jai was happy. She felt safe with him.