Adam nodded at Kijani's words. "Obsession can certainly lead to the dark side. So can uncontrollable passion. That can lead to lust, rage and worse. But love can save you, not condemn you. That's what I have always felt, anyway. Obi-wan and I don't always agree."

"As for training you, that's not really up to me. You really should be asking sleeping beauty when he wakes up." Adam said, gesturing to the still sleeping Obi-wan. "Still, not everyone can do it. Even if you can, you are basically painting a target on your back. If I had a choice, I'm not sure if I would want to be a Jedi." he said in earnest. Adam has felt for most of his life that the only reason that he is on the path he is on is because of his father. There was still so much about him he just didn't know. Adam and Obi-wan didn't fight often, but it was usually about his father. The old man simply refused to talk about Anakin Skywalker, other than that he died in the Clone Wars. Adam knew even less about his mother.

The young Padawan took a deep breath and pushed the thoughts from his mind. "Speaking of sleep, you should try and get some." We have a few hours until Mos Eisley, and you've had a rough day."