As the woman spoke Asaraa found herself drawn into the image, her ever-fertile imagination painting a picture as Kyoko Ike spoke. She knew that it probably wasn't really how it was but she couldn't help but imagine the catacombs as a small tunnel, the kind you saw in the dramas about ancient times. Branching off the tunnel small torchlight rooms stacked high with goods, with the artefacts that the woman was describing. In truth, a planet that was used to acting as a storehouse wouldn't risk anything in such a poorly planned storage, she had little doubt that the actual storage was something that could put any archive to shame but still, there was something...romantic about that torchlight picture.
"Honestly, I'm kinda surprised that you ever left Ahch-To, if it's as packed with history and artefacts as you make it sound like then it'd be a lifetime, no a families entire work just to go through everything and sort it out. Not even take it apart and see what works there, just to catalogue it. When you were there, did anything jump out at you, anything really really cool? Anything you decided to bring back with you, or anything you wish you could?"
The pink-haired Jedi leaned back, reaching for her drink, "So, those Silvers of the past, did they come up with anything useful? I remember that things didn't end up going all that well for them in the end, and there's probably a lesson there, but did you find anything that we can use...no that's not right, there's always something to use or to learn." Asaraa sighed, giving Kyoko a wry shrug, "You get what I mean?"
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