I've been rereading Outcast the last couple days, and I must say I'm really enjoying it the second time around. This bit right here had me cracking up laughing last night:
Jaina and Master Hamner encountered each other outside the Masters' Chamber. They both frowned.
"Have you seen my new observer?" Jaina asked.
"Can you tell me where your mother is?"
"Come down to the old youngling lecture hall, which he seems to think is a schoolroom for old younglings."
Master Hamner fell into step beside her. "Is that where your mother is?"
"No, that's where he is, " Jaina said. "And you know, he's not to blame."
"Perhaps you know where your father is, and could tell me, and he would know where your mother is."
"He's not to blame for looking like my brother Anakin."
"Your father? Of course he's to blame for looking like your brother. I would have thought it would relieve him. It does, most fathers."
"Master Hamner, please concentrate. Having an observer who looks like my brother can't be a coincidence. It's a cruel joke or an insult, and if my mother and father see him, it's going to make them feel very bad."
"Ah. Excellent. Where might your mother and father be, that they might see him?"
They came to a stop at the doorway of the former youngling lecture hall. The doorway was double-wide and open. Inside, the chamber was mostly unoccupied; round tables had replaced some of the old side-by-side lecture seating. At some of the tables were men and women, many of them older and ex-military by the look of them, the others a mix of ages, all of them apparently very fit.
She pointed to her new observer, who sat with two others, eating a salad and talking. "That one. Tarc."
Master Hamner looked and tilted his head. "He does look like Anakin Solo."
"So you think it's a coincidence?"
"You'd have to ask your father about that, too."
"No, no, that he was assigned to me."
"Oh." He shrugged. "Really, I couldn't tell. The assignments are handled out of the Chief of State's office."
"Well, I want him swapped out for someone else."
"Then you shall have to contact the Chief of State's office. I am certain she will be receptive to the suggestion. The Jedi are among her favorite people."
Jaina bristled. "Do you have any dead relatives you'd like to be followed around by?"
He took her arm and led her away from the door at a sedate pace. "You know, you have your mother's mouth. By which I do not mean that the configuration of your chin and lips resemble hers, though they do at certain angles, but that the things that come leaping out of your mouth - words, invective, insults - have a distinctive Organa family flavor to them."
"Thank you. What were you asking about Mom?"
"Where she is."
"At home, I suspect."
Hamner shook his head. "It appears that the Millennium Falcon took off for space at just past dawn this morning, with your father, your mother, and your adopted sister aboard."
"Oh. Well, perhaps they wanted to take Amelia out for a field trip."
"Pretty normal for my family."
"The comm recorder at their quarters responding to my code, said to make requests for direct contact to the office of Lando Calrissian, Tendrando Arms."
"Well, there's your answer."
"And the office of Tendrando Arms says they do not know where Lando Calrissian is, but they will pass the message along. So I was wondering if you had any other means to get in touch with your mother, any back-door method."
"No, I'm afraid not." That was a bald lie, but one she had practiced so well, and for so many years, that she doubted Master Hamner would be able to detect the deception in the Force.
He seemed satisfied. "Very well."
"I apologize, Master Hamner. Parents like mine, they stay out all hours, they never tell you where they're going, they keep secrets . . . they're making me old before my time."
The Master blinked, and Jaina sensed that, somewhere deep beneath his Jedi calm, he was resisting the urge to throttle her. But all he said was, "Very like your mother."
"I need to go off and contact the Cheif of State's office. Can I help you with anything else?"
"No, thank you, I've had all the help I can endure."
~Jaina Solo and Master Kenth Hamner - Fate of the Jedi: Outcast
You've got to love Jaina, and Kenth for that matter.
"It's not about the legacy you leave, it's about the life you live." ~Mara Jade Skywalker