Solaras placed her form squarely next to his bed with a smirk clear as day across her face as he pleaded with her to let him out. "I'm not the one who got you shot Joran. I don't see why you're so mad with me. I don't mind being your number one though." She teased, aiming to attempt to ease up the tensions that were so clearly filling the room.

"You'll be leaving here soon however I must discuss some things with you since this is one of the few secured rooms on board." Her eyes lingered on his shoulder before speaking again, "I've spoke with Snoke and due to your Foxtrot status you've been given a promotion. Congratulations." The latter of her words was less than enthusiastic but she continued on. "Your Foxtrot status means you're a Force Sensitive. You have a high midiclorian count for someone your age. When you said something about being able to see energies earlier that is one of the abilities some Force Users have. As I've read you should be able to see other Force Sensitive beings so long as you train. I am going to assume your shooting is some how intertwined with your ability to use the Force as well. As much as I know you'd love to say it was all natural talent we must be serious for once."

The helmet under her right arm adjusted as she leaned back against the wall still speaking calmly and cooly. "Snoke has asked me to accompany you on other missions as well as keeping an eye on things while you take on the position of lead [i]recruiter[/i]." She emphasized the last word to get the point across. "Any questions?"