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Corazona von Ascania
If Lossa noticed the look to her arm, she said nothing. She was still wondering herself about replacing it or letting it remain as a warning about her overconfidence in a fight.
Along with the sensible option of retreat in some spots.
The mention of Ukatis from Cora brought with it a wonder about the place. Her eyes drifting from the stand to her attentively. She'd heard a bit about it from the unintended eavesdropping on conversations near her, ones that she'd politely excused herself from, but had never actually had a chance to visit.
"I would like to visit sometime. Ukatis I mean." The wonder of different places never truly diminished even after inheriting Jakku. That it lacked the treat they were indulging in didn't seem to deter her much.
"To be fair, there's a lot of things on this planet a lot of others don't." A grin appearing as the mention of Naboo brought with it a grin.
"The Gala was lovely but not the best for seeing Naboo. Once I get some thing settled there, I wouldn't mind having you and Makko for a visit." A sagely nod from the Zeltron about the matter.
"Get a proper sight seeing trip in. And some shopping."
She had enough on her plate between Jakku and Naboo now that is was about time for smooth sailing. At least that was the hope. Barring any nasty surprises, she only had a little time before everything on Naboo was processed to give Cora and Makko a proper place to stay without having to put them up in a hotel or something.
A blender began to work, and the whites of Lossa’s eyes appeared before being hidden behind a rapid series of blinks. The sound making her shiver as Cora raised her voice to be heard.
Amusement dancing on her features as Jakku was mentioned.
"Well enough. I'm learning the ropes as I go. Thankfully there's Master's around to help. Even if one's a pain in the exhaust port." A certain blue skinned being came to mind as the thought was let loose into the galaxy. Muttered for her own benefit of doubt as the blender sang.
Thoughts swirled for a moment about their last talk. Remembering the prickle of feelings Cora had let loose drawing out a frown as Lossa clicked her tongue and choosing the safe route rather than her usual brash approach.
"How are things going for you?" Open ended enough to let her skate by the topic, but inviting enough to safely segue into mending a bridge.