His irritation was becoming increasingly evident, despite his calm though cold composure before. He'd never have much patience for primitives, but his old Jedi training had always impressed upon him to maintain a certain level of patients when dealing with the locals. It did not even occur to him to discard it, much as it might seem tempting.

"I am no spirit, young lady. I am as human and mortal as you are. What I am seeking is the means to leave this world. Have your people advanced enough to achieve space travel?"