When Dash Jr. one day later entered his parent's barrack at the evening, was Nomi already waiting for him.
Dash and Nien Nunb were gone to the galley in order to play Sabacc and it would be late when Dash would come back.
The Jedi felt how nervous her son was, when he stood in front of her and he fished the lightsaber out of his satchel, which hung from his left shoulder.
When he was about to activate it she hold up her hand to stop him.
"Not here, Junior. I know a better place."
She grabbed her rucksack and lead the way till they've reached the clearing. Nomi was aware of the risk, but she saw no alternative.
It was her duty to help her son to lose his fear and regain confidence in his abilities as a Jedi. The Jedi put her rucksack near a tree and sat down at the cool ground.
"Sit down, Dash. You're too nervous to begin your practice."
Her son settled down opposite of her, put his lightsaber out of the satchel, lay it right down beside him and closed his eyes.
His ripped chest lifted and lowered, when he used the breathing technique, which Luke Skywalker had taught him to find his inner peace..
Nomi felt, that her son slowly calmed down and was ready to practice. His eyes were still closed.
The Jedi reached into her rucksack and fetched the trainings remote, keeping her eyes glued to her son. She programmed quickly the beam's intensity and the practice duration.
Then she threw the remote in the air, which immediately made for Dash Jr. and fired.
At the same moment the young Jedi grabbed his lightsaber, activated it in a flowing movement and jumped up. He still had his eyes tightly closed, when he parried the remote's laser beam.
His mother smiled pleased, when she saw that his bionic arm reacts flawless.
Dash Jr. breathed evenly and calm, while he was waiting for the next attack. And it came quickly.
The remote circled the Jedi, whose ice blue lightsaber blade casted a bright glow on the clearing, then it fired a beam at his left shoulder.
Nomi's son didn't hesitate, turned and deflected the beam. The Jedi felt clearly the harmony between her son and his lightsaber in the Force.
Again and again the remote tried to break his defense, but it was fruitless. The young Jedi deflected every attack.
Finally the programmed practice duration was over and the remote sunk near Nomi to the ground.
Dash Jr. opened his eyes, deactivated his lightsaber and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Breathing hard he settled beside his mother on the ground. She stroked smiling through his sweaty curls and he let it happen without contradiction.
"You see, you can still do it. I'm proud of you, that you've overcome your fear. You're a Jedi and you'll remain a Jedi as long as you live, Dash. To be able to use the Force is a present.
Dash Jr. leaned his head against her shoulder and stroked gently her hands.
"I've felt the Force, Mama. It was as before, when I had two normal arms. Before Kylo Ren did this to me."
This time he could think of it without being angry. He only felt inner peace which the Force gave him. For the first time after a long time he was happy again.