She nods, and folds herself back down onto a bench where she's relatively out of the way.

Daisy goes to take care of that (adding onions to the remaining hash browns; making french toast with the leftover bread pieces; scrambling another pair of eggs), and Pradnakt meditates.

Daisy was talking to you about staying here, I think?

Yes, Rhoda nods. If...if it's an inconvenience I can...manage something else? Somewhere else? Because she's still not exactly sure about the idea of being given a budget, and while she doesn't want to leave, she also feels like she's been disrupting Pradnakt's life a lot, making her make allowances for things Rhoda should be better at ignoring.

It's fine; I really don't mind you staying here. And none of the other options are very good, especially if I want to keep an eye on you - I'll figure something out if you ever do want to go, but it's easier for all of us this way.

There is an immediate sense of relief and gratitude. She really hadn't wanted to leave. Thank you. She resists the urge to repeat that. I...like it here. It doesn't feel wrong to admit that, a little scary, but not wrong. It feels safe here. I...want to help where I can though. She isn't sure she's said that right, that Pradnakt won't think that's she's just saying that. (And part of her is, it's instinctual, but she also wants to help, outside of those instincts.)

Sure. And a little wave of pleasedness. Helping out isn't the most important thing you can be doing, though.

Rhoda tilts her head. What is then?

Well, I expect you're eventually going to want to go - not soon, but in five or ten years maybe, when you're an adult - and you should be able to, when you do.  Which means you need to get caught up on your education and learn Basic and pick up a trade and things.

Which are things that Rhoda would like (wants) to do. But it still doesn't make sense to make her that- But Pradnakt had said something last night? Something that made it sound like she didn't like the idea of people being reliant on her? Which made sense. She can't, really, imagine wanting to leave. (Then again, she had seen her own death enough times that she never completely expected to wake up after going to sleep, or make it through the day.)

If you...think that would be best? I...would still like to help.

There will be things you can help with, yeah. And if you don't ever want to leave - well, we'll figure that out if it happens. But even if you don't want to leave, it matters that you can - it means you don't have to be afraid, if you can just leave if things get bad. Not that I expect things to get bad, but I want you to really know that you'll be all right no matter what happens.

Right now, if you want to leave you can ask Daisy - you don't need my permission; she might want to know why, but she'll take you no matter what - and she'll bring you to town and arrange for a family there to take you, and check on you when she's in town to make sure you're still okay. That'll work until you're an adult; once you're an adult, if you want to leave she'll still take you, but then you're on your own, so it's important that you'd be okay on your own.

She considers, for half a second, leaving. Right now, the idea is more terrifying than the idea of messing up bad enough here, at least here she can understand Daisy and Pradnakt. And it's quiet out here (almost too quiet, coming from a ship), and the lack of people is nice, less people to watch for potential threat - and she thinks that won't be the case in town. She makes a quiet humming sound, because maybe the lack of people is why her precog hasn't been triggering? And if that is the case, and there's a way to control her visions, it would be nice to have them under control before having to deal with more people again.

I don't think I want to leave? she hazards, because that is the answer right now.

Mmhmm. And I'm not going to make you. But do you get what I mean about how being able to matters?

I...think so? It's...back to making choices isn't it? And that people should be able to make choices? And...and know they have somewhere to go if they need to? She frowns a bit at the last.

Mmhmm. I'm pretty upset about it that you didn't have that, before. And I'm definitely not going to do that to you now.

Rhoda still doesn't quite understand that, vaguely tries to explain that she wouldn't really have been much better off anywhere else, and then just stops, because she somehow doesn't think that Pradnakt is going to be convinced by that. ...I...thank you? I know I'm not good at the...the choices thing, but...I think I...just thank you.

You're welcome.

You really would have been better off most places. It wouldn't even be very hard to do better than this, if we had the resources to make it happen and there was a way to make sure no other Sith found you. Most people won't hurt you, and will want you to be okay. That's why I'm so sure having Daisy bring you to town and find a family for you to live with would work if you were unhappy here.

I like it here. The thought is worded before Rhoda can even consider trying to keep that less obvious. There's a brief moment of worry about that, then another frown as she decides that she wants Pradnakt to know that. It's quiet. And pretty. There's a more indistinct thought of safety, although Rhoda's concept of safety is nebulous at best.

I'm glad you do.

Rhoda smiles a little at that, looking down at her hands and playing with her fingers. She isn't sure if there's anything else to say here - except perhaps reiterating the lack of need for a budget when she hasn't done anything to earn it, and she's pretty sure she'll get told it's important that she has it again - and she still doesn't have any questions to ask, not really.

It is important that you have that, yeah. For a few reasons, but one of them is the same thing I was just talking about, knowing how to manage on your own - you need some experience at handling money, so you know how to. You're going to make mistakes with it, everyone does at first, and you should have a chance to make those mistakes when they just mean you'll be a little unhappy for a month, not when they mean you might end up without enough to eat.

She nods thoughtfully, because that does make more sense, as a learning aid. It still seems...like an overstretch of resources. Especially when going hungry isn't the end of the world, really, even if Pradnakt thinks she's been underfed, she's always been able to function (and she has no idea what she would end up missing that it would make her unhappy). But it probably would be better to know how to handle it. I suppose so, she agrees.

Good. Okay, time for breakfast. She drops the meditation, and Daisy takes that as her cue to bring over her meal.

Rhoda flinches slightly as she realises she might have been delaying Pradnakt getting breakfast, but doesn't move away from the table.

She signs to Daisy before beginning to eat, and the droid sits next to her. "You don't need to worry about making Pradnakt do something she doesn't want to," she explains. "Especially if it's something she's doing without being asked, but even if you do ask, if she doesn't want to do something, she just won't."

Rhoda relaxes some at that, nodding again. She thinks it might be nice having that kind of freedom - but is equally terrified of the idea of it. (And underneath that, the still present - if wavering - belief that she has to do what she's told, regardless of consequences.) She looks around, trying to remember where she'd left the pad last night, because she thinks that watching someone eat might be a little bit...creepy.