I slurp it down.

"Wow. Mama. He's hungry. How long was your last meal?" The child asks me.

"Gal, that's rude." Makila looks at him.

"Sorry, mama." He sighs.

"I'm sorry." I say putting the bowl down. 

"No need to apologize." Makila says.

"Where'd you get that cut?" Gal points at the wound.

"I... I don't know." I say. 

I try to stand up, but my legs were weaker now. I fall to my knees in pain. 

"Are you alright?" Makila hurriedly asks. 

She helps me up. Gal grabs my leg.

"Mister you look beat up." Gal says. 

"Gal." Makila looks at him.

"Sorry." Gal rolls his eyes. 

She sits me back down. 

"Don't try to get up so fast." She says.

"Okay..." I nod.

"Do you have any idea who you are?" She asks.

"No... my head is blank." I say.

"You are strong with the force child." She says.

I look at her in surprise. 

"The force?" I ask confused.