Solaras clenched her jaw at not only his comment of her height but also at how he lacked a sense of seriousness. She eyed his arm for a moment, resisting the urge to at least jab him in the ribs with her elbow. She glared a moment before rolling her eyes once more with a slight smirk on her face. "As much as I'd like to I don't think Supreme Leader would care for one of his best smugglers being injured by a mere politician. Bad for business." She subtly joked back.

She actually smiled as he spoke about them never meeting again. She, of course, knew that wasn't going to be the case yet she couldn't say anything just yet. "I'm sure we will meet again Joran. What are you going to miss me?" She teased as she followed after him towards the ship. She nodded in approval. "Whatever you need, smuggler." She casually responded as she slipped into the ship. It was actually quite nice inside- clearly someone who knew how to get money. She sat down in the pilot seat, looking through what few compartments there were until something jumped out at her from the corner of her eye. She turned to see a cloak draped over the co pilots seat. Solaras smirked for a moment before standing and shrugging on the piece of clothing. It was clearly too big for her but it would work and it was black- even better.

She disregarded it as she settled back down into the captain's seat again waiting for Joran's signal.