[ She scoffs in return, determined not to be talked down to as she hurries her steps to keep pace with his absurdly long legs; curse your height, Ren. ]

I don't pretend to know everything. I'm not even an initiate, [ she concedes grudgingly, because if she hadn't come here to this island, she most likely would have been one under Master Luke's tutelage, by now. ]

So, no, I don't know anything about alchemy, or healing using the Force. [ But it would be extremely valuable to learn such things, she thinks.

As it happens, neither of them are particularly watching where they're walking as they get closer to the shoreline. ] You don't have to be quite so smug and superior, about it.