The Last Jedi

by Michael Reaves

  They both sat quietly for a time. Then Jax picked up Laranth’s tree and rose in one graceful movement. He put the tree back into its feeder and headed toward the hatch.

  The droid turned to follow him. “Where are you going?”

  “To send a message to someone in the Singing Mountain Clan. Someone with a lot of potential and an open mind. After all, someone’s got to rebuild the Jedi Order. If I am the last Jedi, that responsibility falls to me.”

  I-Five chuckled. “It would seem that humans are teachable, after a fashion.”

  “What about you, Five? How does being human suit you?”

  “It has its advantages,” the droid admitted, following Jax. “I rather like being able to scowl menacingly.”

  Jax laughed … and wondered if he might be able to teach a droid the ways of the Force.