[It does come off as chiding, and perhaps her own age is reflection of that. Coupled with the idea of "Master" and...ah, well, Cal had said that romance was forbidden among the Jedi, so she'd misconstrued their relationship from the start. But Obi-Wan is clearly some sort of authority, perhaps as a teacher more than. Um. You know.

Wow that's a lot of useless thinking. She glances to Anakin just in time to catch his wink. Toko is taken aback a moment (that was for her?) but smiles in return, quick and secretive.]

Ah — no sugar. Just black. [Toko pauses.] Thanks.

[Being waited on was so strange.

Should she come up with conversation? She'd been mulling over what might be interesting on the way over. Nothing she knows of would compare to traversing across the galaxy, and whining more about the conditions of this train car would be beating a dead horse. Talking about herself was not going to happen, and she knows that Anakin doesn't want to talk much about his past. So.]

Um. Hey. N-No one's really told me...what the Jedi's purpose is. [Does that sound accusatory? Toko rushes in with the follow up.] Guh! That is, I mean, I've been told a little about the F-Force, and that you're Knights of sorts. B-but what's their creed? [She looks between the two, just a touch helpless. A lot abashed.] You know. It's l-like a religion, right?

[Please say yes.]