Magic definitely piques her interest, which shows on her face, but the disc and hammer, as he called them, look perfectly ordinary to her—or as ordinary as two completely alien items can look, she supposes. She'll have to come back to them later.
Instead, she considers the plants, including the one sprouting dainty blue flowers. No offense to Cal (or BD-1?), but Greez's terrarium on the Mantis is much more impressive, though she guesses she can appreciate the effort. It's hard to top Greez's apparent skill with plants, after all.
"They are still very small. This one," she says, gesturing to the blue flowers, "does not look like it would survive for long on Dathomir." Delicate things don't last very long on her home planet.
Still, she stoops down and reaches out to very, very gently touch one of the flowers, the petal silky against her fingertips. It wouldn't survive long, sure, but she still thinks it's pretty. Definitely nothing at all like the plants and flowers on Dathomir.
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Instead, she considers the plants, including the one sprouting dainty blue flowers. No offense to Cal (or BD-1?), but Greez's terrarium on the Mantis is much more impressive, though she guesses she can appreciate the effort. It's hard to top Greez's apparent skill with plants, after all.
"They are still very small. This one," she says, gesturing to the blue flowers, "does not look like it would survive for long on Dathomir." Delicate things don't last very long on her home planet.
Still, she stoops down and reaches out to very, very gently touch one of the flowers, the petal silky against her fingertips. It wouldn't survive long, sure, but she still thinks it's pretty. Definitely nothing at all like the plants and flowers on Dathomir.