To be fair: his childhood bedroom and his Padawan and Knight quarters almost looked mostly like this, although there were more comfortable places to rest or sleep and at least in the Jedi Temple bread and stashes of fruit.

Now he was markedly less concerned with comfort. Almost resents it even.

Still, the smell of the caf is noted, and the politeness is appreciated. He turned towards her and beckoned a metal tumbler up off the floor and flicks his wrist to land it next to what she's brought. Once he walked over to her, he picked it up and slid it inside the tumbler. "A personal shield prototype." He completely expected to have to remake it several times at this stage. "Something small, which can be worn concealed, to be deployed if caught unaware." Taking the idea from Padmé's jewelry, of course.