Bodhi shakes his head, unperturbed. He always wished he was as a little kid. Every child in the republic probably did. But it's nothing to get upset about. "No, you can use it or you can't. It's there either way. I can't. I have a great aunt on my father's side and a third cousin on my mother's... Maybe second-once-removed, I forget. Pretty week for a Jedhan family. But if there's ever been a Rook in the Jedi I don't know about them. Maybe a Guardian or two." It'd be very handy if Chirrut were here. Everyone else has turned up. Honestly.

He frowns, trying to think of a way to make it clearer. "I'm not sure, because, um, well--I don't really know, but I think it's like... Another sense. The Force is there for me, but I don't see it or hear it, it doesn't do what I tell it to or..." He doesn't want to oversimplify but he doesn't want to drown his friend in theology, either. "The Force is with me and I am one with the Force, and I fear nothing, for all is as the Force wills it." He always sounds different when he knows what he's saying for sure, not just confidence but freedom from having to snatch at words from the frantic stream of nonsense inside his head and force them into some sort of order.