Quietly, she follows along behind Cal, her gaze roaming all over the workshop, curious but sharp. The objects on the worktable quickly catch her eye, including what she presumes to be another lightsaber, even if it's different from the one that Cal carries—she would know, since she held it in her hands herself.
She would've probably made her way over to it if not for BD-1's excited beeps over by his(?) corner of the room. So instead she heads for the droid, kneeling down in front of the shelf and inspecting the very strange assortment of items.
"Ah, so this is your collection, yes?" It's directed at BD-1, who replies with a cheerful trill that she takes to be an affirmative, and so she adds kindly, "It is very nice." Because he seems very proud of it.
"What are these?" She starts to reach for the one of the fluffy pink animals, then stops and glances towards Cal, wordlessly asking if it's okay to touch.
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She would've probably made her way over to it if not for BD-1's excited beeps over by his(?) corner of the room. So instead she heads for the droid, kneeling down in front of the shelf and inspecting the very strange assortment of items.
"Ah, so this is your collection, yes?" It's directed at BD-1, who replies with a cheerful trill that she takes to be an affirmative, and so she adds kindly, "It is very nice." Because he seems very proud of it.
"What are these?" She starts to reach for the one of the fluffy pink animals, then stops and glances towards Cal, wordlessly asking if it's okay to touch.