"Your father speaks the truth, though it goes much deeper than that." said Obi-wan, returning the girl's gaze. "The Jedi Knights were once the guardians of peace and justice. For over a thousand generations, we served the republic and protected it's people. Then came the Empire."

Obi-wan put his tea cup back down on the table, and suddenly showing his age. "When the Clone Wars ended, the Emperor ordered that the Jedi be wiped out. With the help of a former Jedi, he almost succeeded. But thanks to the Force, we endure. Adam and myself have been on this planet since he was an infant, and we have been safe so far."

Adam tried not to eavesdrop, but he quietly stopped packing and listened to his master. The old man rarely spoke about the past, and Adam was always eager to learn. If his master knew Adam was being nosy, then he did nothing to stop him.

"Adam's father was a Jedi Knight, too. Perhaps the greatest of us all." Obi-wan continued, leaning back. He did not try to hide the sadness on his face as he spoke of his old friend. "When he died, I brought his son into exile with me and train him as a Jedi." 

With that, Obi-wan rose from his seat, the sorrow gone and back to business. "There is much more than that, but you need more rest. You will have the chance to learn more from us once we leave tomorrow morning." 

The young Padawan came out into the living with three packed bags. "Your welcome to use my bed. I have no problems sleeping on these sofas. I even left you some clothes on my bed. Sorry if it's not high fashion."