The shield goes down.

It's not, actually, immediately obvious which she is. By reputation, Sith have an aura of doom; she doesn't have the slightest one. By reputation, Jedi are calm, disconnected; she's not, and the Force plays in her amusement and concern and curiosity. She's clearly powerful with it, surrounded by an intricate weaving of Force effects with unclear purposes - perhaps supplementing her senses - and she has a lightsaber at her hip.

"I'm really not going to hurt you," she repeats, and her earnestness is obvious.

"Oh," breathes Daira, "you're beautiful."

She reaches out with the Force, clumsily, not sure herself what she wants to do aside from be near her. Daira's never seen a Force-user, not like this, and she looks at Pradnakt as if she was seeing the sun for the first time. 

"We are, yes." She reaches back, gently, a wordless sense of greeting coming through when their tendrils meet.

She sends back awejoyhopewonder foundme beautifulbeautifulbeautifulbeautiful.

(If Pradnakt is paying attention, she might feel mygoldenMari should'vehadthis, but it's a quiet undercurrent and gone before Daira even notices.)

She holds the connection for another moment, and then lets it fade. "Not bad, for no training."

Daira stands still for a moment, letting the Force flow over her. Then she smiles, soft and uncertain. "So I... go with you, like you said?"

"If you'd like, or I can give you directions. We shouldn't stay long."

"I don't have - a lot here. I've only been on-planet six months, would've left soon anyway. I should warn the owner of the shop, he'll- oh!" she says, turning to Daisy "I still need to finish your leg. But once I'm done I just need to gather some things and then we can go." 

"We can wait a little while. Do you have a speeder?"

"No, just a couple bags."

"That's fine, we can get one. Once we're done here."

Daira nods, and moves to start working on Daisy's leg again. 

Pradnakt drifts back over to Daisy, too. "All right, Love?"

    "I think so, yes. We should get some supplies, while we're here, I'm not sure if enough of the garden will be left to support two."

"Yeah, good point. Anything else, while we're here?"

    "I don't think so."

"All right."

At "love", Daira blinks in surprise, and then smiles. It's not the sort of kindness anyone would think to fake, and if Pradnakt speaks like that to her droid... well, Daira would go with her no matter how she speaks to her droid, but it was heartening. You couldn't lie with the Force, Daira knew, but that didn't mean you couldn't mislead, and as much as she wanted to, she couldn't put all her trust in that beautiful Force-song.

Good. Smart. Not that that's a surprise.

"So, what do you look for in a speeder - I never did catch your name. I'm Lord Pradnakt, by the way. Dusk, in Basic. And this is Daisy."

"Daira." She tries not show her reaction to the fact that she's been talking to Sith Lord, but the Force flares up around her in response to her instinctive flinch. 

"That's a good instinct," she reassures. "But I'm still not going to hurt you."

She turns away and busies herself with Daisy's leg.

"I haven't gotten this far believing people when they tell me that," she says after a brief pause. "Give me some time to get used to the idea." 

"Yeah, fair. So what do you want in a speeder?"

"I haven't had any reason to think about it much. Is there any reason I shouldn't get the cheapest that doesn't look likely to fall apart within a year?"

"I'm paying, and you can wring more out of me than that?"

That startles a quiet laugh out of Daira. "A fast one, then. I used to race them as kid."

"- if it's no trouble," she adds after a moment.

"It's not. We'll take care of that and the shopping while you pack, then."

Daira finishes Daisy's leg, sets her upright with a last look at the flowers covering her, and disappears upstairs to the room she rents above the shop to gather her things and write a note informing her employer that his best mechanic was leaving, yes without notice, no he wouldn't need to pay her for the last week-and-a-half since her last paycheck.

And Pradnakt and Daisy go to take care of their errands. They're back in a few hours - just at dusk - with two speeders, a bronze two-person one hauling a small trailer and a slightly smaller bright blue one with black trim that Daisy vacates as soon as Daira appears.