Trunks was more mortal than Ahsoka'd suspect, just from a universe with very different rules. Company---he could do company. "I already got a shower once." It...wasn't a no though, even if for now it was.

He had his own mug, and had just grabbed something convenient. Some kind of noodle bowl with lots of veggies and something that was protein and a light sauce. For both of them. Moving to settle on a cushion, cross-legged and trying to relax again. "I honestly hadn't had my curiosity hit me yet about this room." But it was...nice.

A different kind of peaceful.