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The Clone Wars, by Karen Traviss

“I thought you said you’d never have a Padawan, sir …,” Rex said at last.

“Someone must have fouled up the flimsi.” As soon as the battalion was relieved, Anakin would pack Ahsoka off to the Temple again. “I don’t have a Padawan. I can’t have a Padawan. There’s normally at least some discussion about this kind of thing first.”

Ahsoka stepped in front of him. “I’m still here, Skyguy. Stop talking about me as if I’m not.”

“Skyguy.” Rex took off his helmet and laughed. “Skyguy …”

Anakin wasn’t in the mood. He fixed Ahsoka with a don’t-mess-with-me look. “What did you call me? Look, don’t get snippy with me, youngling. You’re not even old enough to be a Padawan.”

“I’m not a youngling,” she said. “I’m fourteen.”

Rex kept a straight face. “I’m ten,” he said, “but I’m tall for my age.”