Jaina - the twenty-something Jaina, not-so-fresh from the Vong War - was listing her way through the crowd when a young voice spoke up and the currents in the Force piqued.

This one you know.

She followed the sensation until she found the Force-user in question. It took a few seconds for the credit chip to drop but with that straw coloured hair and those baby blues, who else could it possibly be?

"Ben?"