"She gets them whenever we're in a new place, ma'am," her father reports from the doorway.

Blink.  "Huh.  Well, I have a quiet room set up and we can see if that helps you any, miss?"

(It's technically also Diana's meditation chamber, but she sees no reason to get into that right now.)

"And what are your names, by the way?"

"I'm Zander and she's Kaymee, ma'am. Come on, Kay, up you get, I know it hurts..." he rouses her, affectionately but not particularly gently.

"If you'd prefer, I could carry you, Kaymee, and maybe..."

And because tutaminis is bullshit, Diana's able to give the exterior world a dimmer switch.  "Is that helping any, miss?"

She blinks at the change, and stands a little straighter, and nods.

There we go, Diana can keep doing that, then.  "Quiet room should help you, then."

"Okay."

On their way out, Diana's comm crackles. "Is this a good time ma'am?"

And Diana will walk her right to said quiet room!  It has a deep blue person-meditating-with-crossed-legs icon.  "The lights are on a dimmer; here's a commpad in case you need anything though I should warn you that this ship basically doesn't have droids except for a couple of dumb cleaners, R4 here, and two droids stolen-slash-liberated from Sith, and all of us that're capable of complex thought are likely going to be busy making sure we take everything of worth from there and break the rest for the next few hours.  You can go anywhere that's not locked, and the food in the kitchen's for everybody.  You've got your choice of the unoccupied rooms; there should be instructions for how to set up the keypads.  Excuse me, something's come up."

She pops her helmet back on and keys Nine: "Not precisely, but it's as good as any.  What's going on?"

"Lord Pradnakt says that you should be on the lookout for things made of unfamiliar materials, especially anything that looks strange in the Force, it could be valuable or good to study."

"...Roger that, Nine."

She keys the external vox back on.  "False alarm, apparently the other Force-sensitive aboard found something interesting.  Any questions, either of you?"

"Nothing that can't wait until you're done, ma'am."

"Alright.  Please, don't hesitate to call me if something comes up.  People are more important than any amount of materials."

Diana continues taking inventory, if nothing comes up, and begins getting the stationary droids re-situated.

This goes fairly unremarkably, though eventually one of the maintenance droids shows up to ask what's going to be done with them and if Diana wants any help.

"...I don't believe we've actually figured out what our plans here are, actually.  Though you'll have berths regardless."

...Time to comm Pradnakt.  "...So what are we doing with the ship?"

"She says she wants to talk to you about that when we're done, ma'am."

"It does impact whether we should move some of the built-in droids now, though.  Avoiding unnecessary work seems a better idea than not doing that."

"She says to leave them for the end and you can come back over after she's talked to you."

"That makes sense.  ...Is there something going on here that I'm sticking my foot in?  That response took...a while."

"She says it'd be better to have that conversation in person, ma'am."

"Yes, that does seem wise."  Well, then.  Plans made.  Now all she has to do is follow through on them.

"Shall we head back to the Subtle Knife, ma'am?"

"If that's what Pradnakt prefers?"

"We're headed that way now, ma'am."

"I'll meet you there, then."

R4 is a good droid and can keep doing things.