The clone arches a brow at her over his glass of water. "Well, now I'm curious to hear how the Jedi know it. I didn't know anything about it until I talked to him. Not sure if the Order now is as bad as the one from back then, at least from the things he told me."

     He shrugs, popping another potato bit into his mouth. It's more reflex at this point, given that they're sitting on a plate in front of him. "He lives out in that desert island. Speaking of which, you know where you've been assigned? They stuck me over in the kiddy village in Mundus."