That tiny laugh and grin did help to make her smile back. This was strange, and awkward, and she had so many questions. For them. For him. For herself, really. "You make a good point." She got up as well, to follow his lead, plate in hand and looking at the rows of food. SO much of it, for just two people? She picked at a few things, and put this and that on her plate, to try a few.
"There are some... enemies of my own, though I doubt any of them would look my way at the moment. Much less put something this... fantastical together." he had to agree. Balancing her plate in one hand she picked up a mug and sniffed it, curious to it also. Hmm. She'd try it.
As the two of them relaxed, she could feel the others presence there, but it felt off. Small but not. An aura that read of power but was toned down at the moment. He was clearly a fighter, but he didn't feel Force trained. But something different. She wanted to ask about it, but first, to answer the easier questions.
At least he understood about other planets. She sat her plate and mug down, and tucked one foot under her as she settled into the chair, looking over at him with a faint smile. "It's not rude. At least I don't think so. I'm from Coruscant. It runs on a Galactic standard that sounds a lot like what you just described. Ah, I suppose I'm almost eighteen now?" A pause, and he frowned, trying to think back. Her hand reached up to rub at her neck. That was right, wasn't it? "With the war going on back home, I might have missed my last Life Day." She gave a small shrug to that, popping a small greenish fruit pulled off a branch into her mouth. mmm.
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"There are some... enemies of my own, though I doubt any of them would look my way at the moment. Much less put something this... fantastical together." he had to agree. Balancing her plate in one hand she picked up a mug and sniffed it, curious to it also. Hmm. She'd try it.
As the two of them relaxed, she could feel the others presence there, but it felt off. Small but not. An aura that read of power but was toned down at the moment. He was clearly a fighter, but he didn't feel Force trained. But something different. She wanted to ask about it, but first, to answer the easier questions.
At least he understood about other planets. She sat her plate and mug down, and tucked one foot under her as she settled into the chair, looking over at him with a faint smile. "It's not rude. At least I don't think so. I'm from Coruscant. It runs on a Galactic standard that sounds a lot like what you just described. Ah, I suppose I'm almost eighteen now?" A pause, and he frowned, trying to think back. Her hand reached up to rub at her neck. That was right, wasn't it? "With the war going on back home, I might have missed my last Life Day." She gave a small shrug to that, popping a small greenish fruit pulled off a branch into her mouth. mmm.