"Gabriel?" I question in shock. "From the Academy?"

Gabriel smiles, "you're right." Memories of the meadow in Naboo rush back to me. When I told Anakin about my big crush on Gabriel. But I loved Anakin, not Gabriel.

I realize he has no Padawan braid. "And you're a Knight?" I ask in awe.

He stands with pride, "yes M'lady."

"Don't get too formal," I joke.

"I only do that for the most beautiful ladies," he smirks. I laugh, and continue walking down the hall. Heat rushes to my cheeks, and I find myself blushing at his comment. As I push the feeling aside, I sense Gabriel catching up with me.

"Did you hear about Skywalker?" Gabriel asks.

I furrow my eyebrows, "no. What happened?"

"Well," he sighed, "he apparently had this total meltdown. Something about not given a chance to do the Trials." Gabriel looks down to me, "you two are good friends, right?"

"You have no idea," I mumble.

"What's that?" Gabriel inquires.

I speak up, "oh I just said yeah." He nods and we continue our way back to the Temple.