Kijani exhaled a held breath as they made a successful landing. While she trusted Adam with her life, she didn’t like for that trust to be put to the test every time she flew with him. “Good job, Adam.” She tried her best not to look too relieved. After all – she didn’t have the skill to be a pilot, so she couldn’t complain too much. 

Once they got outside, however, her mood changed. For lack of a better word, she deflated. “We’re going to train… here?” It was dank, and hot, and smelled like… well, she wasn’t sure exactly what that smell was, but she had a feeling she’d never forget it. Her stomach twisted as well, but she wasn’t sure if that was just nausea rather than feeling out the Dark Side. 

“...well, I’m going to officially say it. I don’t like it here.” She could feel her whole body keeping taut, on edge for any potential danger. So far there were nothing but plants and unknown fauna to deal with.

“So – where are we finding this Jedi Master?” Better to get moving, lest she become even more disappointed.