Arla looked somewhat confused, first by Cor's attempt to explain what a Nah-boo was and then by the plan that followed. As readily as she understood it, there was a droid inside that could free the starship but also, there was a person or a droid or something inside the port control tower that could rapidly lock the ship back down the moment the droid attempted to leave the console. They'd have to leave the droid behind.

"When metal man frees flying metal box," Arla questioned, "Will not person inside standing cave make the port clump back? We leave metal Nahboo hale queen behind?"

She considered that the Metal Head woman had gone on ahead and so had the warrior, or at least she supposed that was what he was doing. She still had a hard time understanding everything.

"You carry metal. Will guard you." she declared, crossing her arms in front of her bare breasts and jutting out her jaw, "I fight good."

If only, Arla thought to herself, if only she had some knives for throwing. These light sticks were loud and bright, bringing much attention.