"Hey, I keep your pantry clean. That counts!" He chomps into the last bit of his pear and chews with relish, just to emphasize that point. Snack finished, he flicks the core of the pear into the part of the garden devoted to compost. Once upon a time he would have eaten everything but the seeds, but it's been years now since he was that desperate for food.

How many years is another question entirely, but he's not thinking that deeply here.

"And I thought you kept me around to help keep you in shape." He takes out his lightsaber and holds it up, though not yet lit. He hasn't forgotten why they came out here.