Derisive Umbaran
Adekos remained by the lowered boarding ramp of his own shuttle. He stood rooted to the spot, mouth worked into a thoughtful frown as Siva worked her magic. Quite literally, it seemed. Teleportation was a foreign art to him. Darth Adekos revealed his consternation by folding his arms across his chest. The engines of the ship Siva ignited in a thunderous roar.
If she looked at him, for whatever reason, she could see his mouth moving. Saying something. Too far away to hear, but the sentiment could be read easily in his expression and much more difficultly on his lips.
You can't be serious.
If she looked at him, for whatever reason, she could see his mouth moving. Saying something. Too far away to hear, but the sentiment could be read easily in his expression and much more difficultly on his lips.
You can't be serious.