The Agent pulled absently at the tight blonde plait down the back of her neck. [i]“No, i think it’ll want to work very closely with you.”[/i] She sent back, with a smirk on her face. [i]”Something tells me this thing keeps its young close, unlike yourselves.”[/i]

A cargo droid shooed 595 off of the crate she’d sat down on. She started moving again, weaving through the throngs of people. [i]“How are you feeling, Vreta’Sori? You’ve been through a lot. Do you feel anything out of the ordinary?”[/i]