[He thinks to keep pressing the point--were she someone he knew, he might have done so--but the admonishment is focusing. He doesn't know just what he can get away with quite yet, but coming up short and failing here is something he won't forgive himself for. The Order would likely call it unbecoming to fall into an acquaintance so easily, but they're not here to tell him no, and it's not their summation he worries about.
For the first few moments, all he can hear is the quiet crunch of the planet beneath their feet, but he still can't shake the sense that something is there. Off a short distance away is another snap, coming from ahead of him, rather than behind. Was that it? He assumes he's being followed, so he doesn't stop to explain, and instead moves to follow the sound.
And suddenly stops short. Just ahead in a small clearing is, indeed, a small, fluffy "thing". It looks the way Gwen's described it, right down to the ridiculous ears that look like a furred relative of a gungan.
He scoffs lightly, and takes a moment to look back.]
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It's saving face...while maybe actually saving face.
For the first few moments, all he can hear is the quiet crunch of the planet beneath their feet, but he still can't shake the sense that something is there. Off a short distance away is another snap, coming from ahead of him, rather than behind. Was that it? He assumes he's being followed, so he doesn't stop to explain, and instead moves to follow the sound.
And suddenly stops short. Just ahead in a small clearing is, indeed, a small, fluffy "thing". It looks the way Gwen's described it, right down to the ridiculous ears that look like a furred relative of a gungan.
He scoffs lightly, and takes a moment to look back.]
That thing's your vicious biter?
[Gwen, it looks harmless.]