"Tea, tea...ah.." Jekin busied himself with producing the requested beverage while Merryn answered those questions.  It was a lot of questions, but also not that many.<br/><br/>"My turn?" He came back over and sat the beverage near Linzi.  He didn't wait for an answer.<br/><br/>"I know this blaster pistol inside and out.  My Master wouldn't let me carry it without a power pack until I could take it apart and put it back together.  I'm definitely better fixing a vessel or running sub-systems in a pinch than I am at the helm, but I've flown a few.  I can't tell you if that makes me competent or unskilled, so just call me unskilled." He plopped back down in his seat and thought it over.  "I don't know much about computers aside from how to make one function.  Wasn't much need to work on that."<br/><br/>"I know Rodese about as well as a Jedi Knight can teach a Padawan her native tongue.  I've never been to Rodia and tested it in depth, but I bet I could keep up a conversation." He shrugged.  It did not seem like a useful language for waging war, but the question had been asked nonetheless...<br/><br/>"My training has largely focused on mobility.  The best way to way to win a fight, to catch a criminal, to escape a conflict, or just about anything else is to be able to get to the right place at the right time...or out of the wrong place before it gets worse." He smiled.  "That's saved my life nearly as many times as my Master has."