Control The Uncontrollable // The Acolyte

80. Relationships

"You know we all took a risk, bringing your friend here?" You heard a friendly voice say behind you.

A small smile grew on your lips. You were greatly aware of the risks he had taken to bring your 'friend' here. The smile quickly faded, cause you knew that until now you hadn't been able to deliver desired results. Qimir had been here for three weeks, and though you certainly have had a good time, it was not past you that he had barely develop in any way. Knowledge he would share, but his own personal growth was bare at best. You closed the book you held into and turned around to face Master Gios.

"I am aware," You bowed down for him.

He rolled his eyes, the two of you had a relationship beyond the point where you still needed to bow for him. In his eyes, you were as well as equals.

"Good, I had begun to fear you had forgotten your share of it," He held his hand behind his back.

If it wasn't for Master Gios friendly eyes, he could've easily been a threatening figure. With his tall shape and broad shoulders. But you knew him better now, better than to fear him like you had used to. Slowly, you stepped forward, lending out your hand in the air.

"A Jedi should not fear," You lifted your eyebrows, bring your hand back.

Master Gios laughed, as he looked away, nodding.

"You got me there, Master," He said.

You smiled weakly, and shook your head.

"But I am aware, Grand Master... I had hoped I've come further together with him," You acknowledge your own area of lacking.

Gios looked back at your small figure. He could sense the disappointment you felt on the inside. This was personal for you, but not in a bad way, not as an attachment, but rather a way of caring. You wanted this mission to succeed. He couldn't blame you. After the stories you had shared of your encounters with the darkness he sensed in the force, you had all the right in the galaxy to desire to remove it. Gios felt a disturbance over this being you had met, with the name of Darth Plagious The Wise. It was important for the Jedi to restore peace, and balance to the force. His darkness had already consumed too much, and too many.

Still, Gios did not wish for you to punish yourself with such emotions as disappointment. Qimir was his own being, and he was old. Teaching an old man the way of the force is no easy task, it's a reason why it's not been done before. You always teach them young, not to manipulate, but because it's easier to learn. In many ways the force was like a language, and the younger you are when you learn it, the more natural it feels. You, were a great example of that.

"You were just an infant when you came here," Gios said, studying you. He himself had just turned 11 when you first came in these doors.

"Yes, I was young," You frowned, not sure where he was going with it.

"Youngest ever of our species, we normally get brought in around the age of 3-5," He pointed up.