Tahiri gave him a grateful look and squeezed his hand back. "Only it's true. I do have to live with her. She won't just go away." Her smile was brief, and a little crooked. "But if she helped you, then . . ."

She was sixteen, and she was Luke Skywalker's student; the idea hadn't been beaten out of her yet. "There's a pretty good chance she can learn better."