"…we might exercise together? I find it often far more motivating to have someone else to practice with. I promise to behave, if you're thinking I might have secondary intentions."

I could feel a light blush creeping onto my face. Wolfe had, naturally, assumed I meant Jedi exercises. I did need to do my sabre work for the day. I'd gotten into the habit of doing it at night, because daylight hours had been relatively safe from Cholganna's predators and it had been more effective to use that time to forage, hunt and explore. I should get into the habit of doing it in the morning, again.

But my master had warned me against wielding my sabre when I was emotionally compromised. [i]"A lightsabre should be wielded with a calm heart, Aayla,"[/i] he'd told me. If I associated the weapon with strong emotions, I might reach for it at the wrong time, for the wrong reasons. 

"I was thinking of a different kind of exercise," I told him. I realized I'd have to tell Wolfe what I'd really had in mind. He was going to ask. Or find out. It wasn't a very big ship.

"I was going to dance," I confessed. "We could, um, practice together after?" It would be nice to practice with someone again. It had been a while.