Sitting in her own head was exactly what she was trying to avoid with her excessive training. Collapsing into an exhausted sleep tended to be prevent dreaming or staring at the ceiling and thinking.

"Is that an offer, farm boy?" Mara couldn't remember the last time Luke had offered to spar with her. He didn't have much down time with his Academy and all of his students. And occasional significant others, but that was clearly something she would not have to think about any more.