"Then you know the rest," Kira comments, shrugging. "It's the same principle, just with water." His gaze slices over the mug, narrowed only a moment and smiling into the rim, wondering if Bodhi is fucking with him in the same mild way Kira fucks with everyone. Either way, he's not going to insult the man's intelligence breaking some grade-school geology down like he might for Credence.

Credence isn't stupid either, but, he levies his questions with enthusiasm. "Water makes canyons too, though. It cuts through everything eventually, and in my line of work we assign it a lot of power. I don't know how that works on a desert moon, though.

"What did you manage to learn from those monks, before they scattered," he asks, leaning into the table with genuine interest: Jyn had known The Force when he described Ren's teachings of it, and Bodhi is one of her companions.