Anakin was standing at the exit to the shuttle docking, letting the throng of Owmi passengers pass by him like waves divided by rock at the shoreline. He wasn't interested in the Owmi, he wanted to see if someone new had arrived.

Someone he might know.

And this time he was rewarded with a familiar face. He didn't know all the Jedi Masters well, but Master Koon was one he took special notice of - Master Koon was one of the best pilots in the Order, and he wanted to be as good a pilot as him.

"Master Koon!" He said, his excitement unbecoming a proper Jedi, but Anakin was twelve and hardly in control of his emotions.