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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kemrain" data-source="post: 2481460" data-attributes="member: 12153">Felia sighs at the Jedi's dispondent reactions, waiting until the neimodian has risen from her seat and layed down for the 'night'. She gets up and sits herself down in the pilot's seat, the next most comfortable place to put herself, after a bunk. Looking up at the droid hovering over her she sighs and leans forward, elbows agaisnt the console, propping up her head with her hands."This is not my day..." Glancing back up at the droid she asks, "What time is it, on Taris' lightcycle?" Though she's tired, she knows she won't be able to sleep any time soon, given how wound up she is. The worst part about all this wasn't merely being stuck with Dofina, but being stuck with her in a tiny flying coffin with no privacy.</blockquote>