It had been a couple of days and Mia had settled well into the new establishment. The droid repair room almost becoming her residential quarters. Though she still shared a resting room with her sibling. He had nothing but been distant ever since the initiation test. Always shying away from a conversation or being generally sneaky. Mia had genuinely wanted to connect with him but decided to let him be. She wasn't sure but Kilgaris didn't seem like he needed her and that now they were out of Mustafar he also didn't have any reason to be with her.
Disappointed a bit, she had immersed herself in getting accustomed to the job she had applied for. Siador, for underplaying his role and skills, had quite an impressive collection of droids, for just a researcher. While the regular droids needed mundane repair and maintenance. Mia had made it a pet project to try and fiddle with the two droids that the Dathomiri siblings had destroyed. Most parts on hers were not salvagable, hers had been a display of brute strength and a rabid anger while Kilgaris had been more clinical in his disposal of his droid.
So it was decided that the frame would be from Kilgaris's droid since it was mostly undamaged and Mia would try and put on the undamaged core she had pried from hers. She also wished to install two more laser blasters at its back to give it all-round firing capability. Though it seemed crazy but Mia had a lot of time on her hands and it also looked like Siador had hardly any interest in her combat abilities. She played around with parts tying to fit in the other core, hoping a whiff of inspiration may do the job.
