Ekkreth rescues Deskyl
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"She does worse when she skips meals, Ma'am. And she might get confused if she doesn't have a place to practice forms."

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Nod. "Does she need encouragement to not skip meals or just for food to be available at the right times?"

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"I've never had trouble getting her to eat, but she's familiar with me."

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Nod. "That's fine, then."

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"May I ask what you want her for?"

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"I don't--think I have the words for it in Basic."

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"All right."

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"--This isn't all of it, but--if you're going to kill someone then you should just kill them, this is--an abomination."

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There's a little delay while the droid thinks about her assertion; Deskyl picks that moment to peer at her again, confused and dubious and not meeting her eyes.

"I suppose so, Ma'am."

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"Do you have any other questions?"

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"Will I have any responsibilities besides looking after Deskyl?"

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"--Honestly the thought hadn't even crossed my mind."

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Nod. "All right. Thank you, Ma'am." She takes Deskyl's hand to give it a squeeze.

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"You're welcome." And another question occurs to her, but she can't think of a way to ask it without sounding threatening, which she has no desire to do, so she leaves the room to give them some privacy instead.

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She puts up a few of the pieces of art, and then goes to sit with her friend.

Deskyl... Deskyl... Deskyl... she signs; it's not usually this hard for her to get her attention, but between the move and the stranger she's not surprised. She keeps trying.

    Yeah.

Hey. We're staying here, I think - the Darth is keeping us.

    Weird Darth.

 Yeah, I noticed too. She doesn't like how your master was hurting you.

    Saw that. True.

Do you want me to tell her anything?

    No. Wait; hide.

Okay. Do you need anything?

    Snack. Sleep.

I'll go look for the kitchen.

    Okay. Stay safe.

Yes ma'am.

She goes to look for the kitchen, keeping an eye out for droids who might be able to direct her there.

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The building is oddly devoid of other droids, but there exists a kitchen that can be located in fairly short order.

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She brings back a few things that don't require any cooking and will keep well; Deskyl accepts some fruit and goes to sleep.

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Ekkreth finds a space that can conveniently be set aside for lightsaber practice that she won't miss being unable to just go into whenever and informs DZ of where it is.

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"Thank you, Ma'am. Do you - have other droids?"

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"I don't generally prefer data on how I behave while in private to exist."

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"...all right." She folds in on herself a little, more a submissive posture than a defensive one per se.

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"I don't mind you, I just don't usually need droids enough to make it worth it."

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"All right." She relaxes, mostly.

"I asked because I don't know what to do with Deskyl's laundry; Pritruth had a cleaning droid for it."

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"I can show you."

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"Thank you, ma'am."

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