"Do you want me to teach you calligraphy?" He inquired playfully, returning her smile with a crooked one of his own.

"It's been a while, but I do have impressive penmanship," he teased, allowing himself to think back on his training, his years as a padawan, and the simple pleasure he took in some of the Jedi's more monotonous traditions. He'd often complained about the more domestic, meditative aspects of the Jedi teachings, but since leaving the temple, he found that he often missed them.