Ah, history. Besides a bit of reading on Xim the despot and some very basic retellings of the Galactic Civil War, Laeonas' history knowledge was... lacking, to say the least. The gaps he simply managed to fill with intuition and legend-- which was why his view of empires usually amounted to them operating similarly to the gangs of his homeworld, which ruled over star systems instead of neighborhoods. The man might have been interested, but, even after all that had happened so far... the idea of being taught history by Ephiny didn't sound enjoyable.
At all.
But if she was even half as adept at teaching the academics as she was teaching him about the force, she’d still be the best teacher he’d ever had. Maybe he was disparaging her to much; he'd found her initial tendency to spit out facts he couldn't care less about annoying, but she seemed to have dropped the habit. Perhaps she was being mindful, or perhaps his lack of questioning or focus on the topic hadn't given her an opportunity to go off? Whatever it was, she'd proven to be an exceptional teacher so far-- at least, by his standards.
When she mentioned his age, the man felt a pain in his chest. He felt a need to respond, but it felt like there was a rock in his throat as he tried to get the words out. "Ai mean... Ai might be grown, but Ai ain't got... well, any schoolin'." Laeonas replied, a frown on his lips. "Ai can read, and Ai know 'ow ta count and write... but Ai ain't learned. At all." He explained, a clear reluctance to admit his ignorance with every few words.
Confronting it was one thing, but he hadn't actually suggested anything-- not yet. "Ai don't think Ai can learn with a bunch of younglin's, even if we're learnin' tha same shite... a tutor would make sense..." He explained, his words motivated in equal parts by the logic of what he'd said, and his pride refusing to let him work alongside children. So far, he'd been honest-- and he would continue to be as he'd add, "...but if Ai'm gonna get a tutor, Ai think ya'd do fine."
He allowed the suggesting to sit there for a few moments. She'd offered to teach him all he wanted, but what he suggested now was a direct request to continue learning from her. He hadn't just accepted her suggestion; he'd insisted on it. At the offer of language classes, he'd nod-- but pause, giving her a confused look. "wh- language? Whaddya mean? Are ya gonna teach me some alien speech?" Asked the man.