"Then why has no one observed it here?"

"That," Skywalker says, "is a mystery."

"...Great. A Masquerade of some kind?"

"I think that is unlikely. Force sensitivity in the wider galaxy is, as I understand it, very rare."

She raises an eyebrow. "Galaxy? So at least one of you isn't from this planet?"

"Can you guess which?"

"The ghost?"

"The obvious choice, naturally. Yes."

"She's the most unusual one of you."

"Quite unique."

She hums then shrugs. "I'm not from this planet either, in a way," she says.

"What way would that be?"

"I'm from a different universe - not Aleph, a third one that otherwise isn't in contact, far as I can tell."

"The paradigm of your powers are different enough for that," she nods.

"Yeah; reactions to me back home are 'oh, she's good,' not 'what the fuck, that's not possible.'"

"I imagine you're enjoying yourself here."

"A little bit! It's nice to let loose."

"This is somewhat a vacation, then."

"Eh, my world has like one percent as many problems. I actually have time to study there."

Hum.

So... Should they retire to somewhere more comfortable?

That would not be unwelcome, if Ruby hasn't already grown tired of their company.

Not yet! And she's possessed of a good size suite at a local - though not super nearby - hotel.

Lovely. Let them repair thence.

She has an entire separate sitting area they can use to talk - this is a nice hotel, too. (Her bounty hunting is paying off.)