Kah Manet
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Tea On Tython

Kah sat in the comfortable chairs of the private lounge of the Frisky Dewback, his feet stretched out across a table. He rocked to and fro slightly in his chair, using his tongue to grab the fruit that was on the table of the private lounge, the Gungan looking at Turel each time he did it. The Jedi placed his feet on the floor and leaned forward, staring at his Proconsul and bringing his tea to his lips. The human was talking, but the crunch of the fruit and other snacks drowned out most of what he was saying, but Kah was able to make out most of what the human saying. .

“So, yousa sayin’ dat ifin’ mesa don’t speaka around yousa, mesa can take over dah trainin’ of dah younglins’ lightsabah trainin’?” asked Kah, the sound of chewing fruit interrupting his words.

Turel squirmed in his chair, but nodded as he did so. The Gungan smiled and extending his hand.

“Mesa can do dat. Startin’ now.” said the Jedi, winking at his PCON.