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It isn’t the first time Jaro wondered what drew him and his new padawan to the same current.
On the training floor below, Cal fell from his course. “Again, Padawan,” Jaro called. Cal isn’t the adrenaline junkie Jaro was as an adolescent (Jaro suspects Cal sees exercise courses as merely the strength training they are) but he’s a devoted student. Cal catalogued his stumble and restarted.
Perhaps Jaro needed a counterweight to balance him. Perhaps Cal needed the fire of a crucible. Jaro connects easily to the living aspect of the Force, not the cosmic, but sometimes he senses the edges of a hard road ahead of his padawan. He hopes this war will be the worst of it.
He knows it won’t.