DZ doesn't know enough about hyperdrives to determine that the Federation's tech is different; she does know enough about Force-sensitives to say that it's possible that they do have them and just don't know about it, since they're very rare and easy to miss without pre-existing trained ones around. Overall Mikoto's civilization sounds relatively similar to hers; they've focused on different tech, and they're perhaps a little more similar to the Republic than the Empire socially - both stemming from less focus on military endeavors - but in broad strokes, they have more in common than not.

After a while, she excuses herself to bring her master in.

Deskyl is a young woman, though perhaps older than would be inferred from her 'apprentice' title, wearing an embroidered black outfit that's otherwise plain and comfortable enough that it might be nightclothes. She peers around the room, hand resting on an object on her belt that her posture makes clear is a weapon, before nodding to the droid and letting her lead her to a booth near the corner of the room.

Mikoto is curious about her, and will make her desire to approach fairly clear through body language, but won't impose herself right away.

Deskyl notices quickly and gives her a curious, slightly suspicious look.

She'll approach. "Hello. I'm Mikoto Nakano. I spoke to DZ for a while, out of curiosity about your world."

She looks back to DZ.

   She's all right, Ma'am, she was very polite. She agrees with you about droids.

Good, Deskyl signs, emphatically.

    May she sit with us?

Deskyl shrugs.

" - The translation effect appears to work for sign, so you know. Do you prefer communication in that?"

Yeah.

She'll sign, then, after sitting down. "I apologize for any rudeness, but I've been trying to gather resources, separately from my own curiosity - and your world seems to have very different and possibly more advanced technology than mine."

Huh. Project?

"Someone is trying to threaten me into designing weapons for him. He has hostages. He is not as clever as he thinks. I am trying to unseat him with minimal collateral damage. Moderately separately, being responsible for interdimensional first contact, or at least introducing new forms of technology, would be a benefit to me."

Too bad I'm useless right now, she signs wryly. Sounds like he could use killing.

"I can trade help for help. I also plan to be in Milliways a while. And, quite frankly, book recommendations would be more help than most people have given. Bar can lend or sell me anything that's ever been openly published in any world she's connected to, but there's no way to search for or index titles that I can tell."

- get my datapad? she signs to DZ.

    I'll need you to hold the door, Ma'am.

Deskyl gets up, DZ tells Mikoto that they'll be back in a minute, and soon they're back with a bulky pad displaying a long, searchable list of engineering manuals.

"Thank you."

She reads the entire list, so quickly that she's on each screen just barely long enough for human eyes to register the image as distinct.

There's a good selection, from basic to advanced and even a smattering of works on cutting-edge theoretical developments, on a variety of topics - there's a noticeable focus on lightsabers, but everything from materials engineering through energy shields and blasters to hyperdrive design is covered.

She'll need to analyze the works thoroughly, work through the math to simulate if it's likely to cooperate with her world's physics, but she's done with the list quickly, and hands back the data-pad.

"Thank you," she signs. "I can furnish a similar list, if you'd like."

Less likely useful. The Force.

    "Sith are mildly precognitive; a new kind of weapon won't help very much with catching her master off guard."

"Entirely new magic might help, especially given little enough warning. But powerful magic, especially as is useful for instant assassinations, isn't something I've gotten a hold of yet."

Huh. Yes.

Mostly just need to recover, though.

"Here's good for that, yes. I can pay for a room for you, as repayment for the help, if you'd like."

Bag?

    Yes, Ma'am, if you hold the door again.

We're okay. Nobody should be stuck like that.

"Thank you again. If I find any applicable magics, I'll try to send them your way. Do you have any questions of me, even just curiosity?"

Droids - agree how?

"Sapients should have the freedom - legal, social, financial, and so on - to do as they wish, with legal limits only applying to limiting violent crimes. Droids appear relevantly sapient to me. Non-sapients with qualia should have rights to what rounds off to 'a comfortable life,' as much as can be arranged. Obviously, we don't live in perfect universes and sacrifices must sometimes be made, but there is an ideal to strive for."