Anakin shook his head, setting his braid swinging. "Once I'm home, I'll be home," he said. "Our resources are getting stretched pretty thin to allow for a Padawan to be heading back to a different galaxy whenever he'd like." He bit his lip. "And I'd love to set something up to let people write me once I'm home, but I'm not sure the technology'll translate."

He stared at the table. "It's probably going to be a forever kind of goodbye in August to everyone."