The pristine hangar bay was, with the exception of a few cages, crates, and a few ships, vacant. In the middle of it all he stood, awaiting his apprentice. He had high expectations of her, and, having simply left her to set up in her room then find him, wondered how much longer he would be waiting for her. He folded his arms across his chest, his head hung in thought.

He wondered just what she would be capable of, if she succeeded. He was sure it would be something amazing, but what skills would she need, beyond the basics. What would she want to specialize in? Would she want to be a general study? He would worry about that later, but he would keep a mind on it for now.