Kit nodded her head at the hunter in front of her, curious but hesitant to ask many questions. She sat still, simply watching the street, before quietly whispering, "I don't believe the force wants much to do with people like us anyways...I will build a destiny one day. Eventually, some of my people have to show back up. Once they do, we will become great again. I believe that."

Yomi sighed heavily, pointing his cane at Talen-Jei, "You're not just hunter. You. You're smart. You could be of use if found by the right company. The both of you could. Perhaps...the force brings you together."

Kit narrowed her eyes, shifting them back to Talen-Jei with wonder. She had never thought of having a partner before, but, then again, Jedha city was a lonely place.

As another being took to the stairs, Kits eyes moved to him. She kept them very narrowed, taking in what she was looking at. Her hand gingerly reached down for her blaster, attempting to keep her movements slow as to not upset Yomi.

As the newest stranger spoke to Yomi, the old man chuckled, shaking his head, "Knowledge can never be taken from the Whills. They may take our resources. They may take our crystals. But the Whills and the knowledge they possess will die with the Jedi only. Besides, what does the empire want with a bunch of old moldy books, eh?"

Kit smirked at Yomis optimism. The guardians had opted to stay, and the empire had allowed it, but life as they knew it was gone.