"So you are helping me," she says, shooting him a dry look. Cal was right about one thing—she doesn't need anybody to take care of her, and the implication that she might offends her a little bit. But she knows he didn't mean it that way, and so she isn't actually offended—this time, anyway. She's just giving him a hard time, before quickly brushing it aside.

The truth is... she's lived alone for so long, but it was by necessity, not choice. Now that she has the choice, she doesn't know how to feel about the idea of living in the temple, among the Jedi. They're not her people, but maybe they don't have to be. Even though she was with the Mantis crew for only a short time, she... got used to sharing a space with them. It was certainly much less lonely.

It's a lot to consider, and her feelings are conflicted. "I will... consider," she says finally, and then adds, "Thank you, Cal." For thinking of her.