The young Jedi couldn't restrain a smile at the turn of phrase. Well of course she won't bite me...
"I am sorry to intrude, I believe there is a library not too far from her, but I haven't been able to-"
Feeling an insistent tugging at the hem of her cloak, Anka looked down in alarm to find that the Ewok had taken a firm grip of the drab fabric. "Kaiya!" His body language was that of a toddler, and there was no confusing his intention. He wanted to be lifted up, or perhaps carried.
She couldn't do that...
The girl could only hope he wouldn't be offended, but that just couldn't be. There is no emotion... There is peace... Her hands were shaking...
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