Ivaadi scowled, arm crossed across her chest. She was used to the shock she met when people saw her, the staring and curiosity. Yeah, she was rare. Wow she had red skin. Something that she very much enjoyed having. Not. She gave the other red woman a sharp and rather cold glare. 

"Yes, wow, let's all stare at the amazing red Twi'lek," she muttered rather bitterly, beginning to regret swinging out of the grail. She should have just ran. "Chod." The last word was muttered so quietly it was rather difficult to hear at all. She watched with curiosity as the Zeltron as she talked to the droids. How curious. This person was certainly interesting... If only she hadn't hit her head! It would have been rather fun to watch her without any interaction. Unfortunately that wasn't how things had turned out. 

"What? Oh, sorry, I didn't need anything," the Twi'lek shifted her weight to the other foot. "I was just, you know, in your roof as you put it. Doing things I was supposed to being doing. Not anything suspicious. No." She was finding it difficult to process words. Curious. Normally she was so good at lying. This was really rather annoying. "Anyway, I should be going now before someone notices my disappearance. That would not be good. Of course, I will have to go back the way I came." She paused. "Or I can help you clean up, look like I'm meant to be here. No? Good, I will go then." After all, if she happened to be needed for something she would not be in a good position when they discovered she wasn't where she was supposed to be. As the only red Twi'lek she was quite unfortunately very easy to find and recognise.