She gave him a small grateful smile and nodded, pulling it up more over her shoulders so it would stay on. "Thank you," she said. She brushed her hand on the side of her pants and looked at him.

"How can there be two of the same lightsaber?" she asked him, brought back to the topic at hand. She didn't ask how it was he didn't remember the battle, a knock on the head could do that.

She frowned suddenly and pulled off the jacket. Looking at it. She frowned again and looked up at him over the top of it. "There aren't any holes in this jacket," she said to him. "How are there no holes?"