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[The image moves slightly as though the tablet's been placed on something uneven before it steadies. The red-haired padawan gives a nod from where he stands by some tool bins, and he pauses from picking through them, raising a hand to give a thumbs-up.]

Hey- So I know there's been a lot going on between Temba and the other place, and what all's been happening. I was thinking of setting out to the other city again some time soon, have a better look at the power situation. I know we've already got one city to worry about, but if there's something important to find here, I figure maybe it couldn't hurt to at least get the basic utilities up and running.

Anyone else interested? I think we've got a fair amount of engineers so we shouldn't be running short at least. And if anyone's had a closer look and knows what specifically we might need, you're welcome to give a rundown.

If anyone needs me, I'll be in my workshop while I get things together.

[He nods at the camera again with a 'Thanks BeeDee' and the tablet shifts towards the ceiling before BD-1's head pops up, and he raises a foot towards it before the feed ends.]

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He steals a glance back at her then, just as she looks away. As she relents, no- perhaps that isn't the correct word. But she does understand his concerns, and even if she recovers with those little snipes he's come to know her well for, Cal can still smile for that.

"It does," he's not afraid to admit. He hadn't thought she'd ignore the potential danger he'd brought up, but all the same, it's nice to have them come to an agreement.

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An agreement. She's not sure when she started negotiating with him over her own movements, but here they are. She glances back over at him, taking in that small smile on his face, and...

And. Pushes herself away from the counter, her expression shuttering. "You will tell me when it is time to leave." Her tone brokers no room for disagreement. Or agreement either, really, since she steps back and abruptly disappears again, teleporting away in a blink of hazy green ichor.

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And just like that, she's gone.

Cal closes his mouth, glancing at BD-1, offering the droid a rueful smile at the beeping that follows. He turns back to resume gathering the tools he'll need for the trip. "Yeah, you'd think I'd be used to that by now," he says, shaking his head with a chuckle.