As the door to his suite slid open, Thesh kicked off his shoes and set them by the doorway. He walked inside a few paces before standing aside so that Alina could enter too. Directly across from the doorway was a desk, a project half-finished taking up the majority of the space as usual. Above it a window out to Korriban, though given the location of the suite that made no sense. A projection then, a screen which gave the illusion of a window.
To the left of the entry was a small living space. Sofa, arm chair, bookcase which almost covered another screen that was turned off. Clearly this one hadn't been used in a while, if the stacks of books covering it was any indication. Not that Thesh had been back in the known Galaxy for long either way. Truth be told that screen hadn't even been used once. He had no interest in it.
The right held the kitchenette, with all the basic amenities squished into its small space. An island stood between it and the door, just enough space that two could sit and eat at it.
Beyond the living room, on the lefthand wall, two doors lay. Presumably to the bedroom and the bathroom. And that was it. Most of it was crammed into the one central room, but it was more than enough for someone such as Thesh. Most of his time was spent at the desk anyway. That much was obvious.
It was clean, well organized if one looked past the stacked books and the desk. Didn't hold too much personality beyond those. He was still waiting on his belongings from Harper's Retreat, after all.
"Matukai?" he said, without skipping a beat, slinging the robes he'd been carrying over the arm of the sofa before padding toward the bathroom. "Interesting..." Definitely a word to sum up the woman. "Two ticks, gonna freshen up before I get in the kitchen. You're welcome to do the same while I cook, if you want."
He shrugged though, not really caring if she chose to or not.
"I'll see what I have in, and go from there. Nothing too simple, honest!"
And then he was gone, presumably freshening up as he had said he would. Nobody wanted a dirty cook, after all, and sparring tended to make one gross.
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closely. Was it a ploy that she'd fallen for completely? No, didn't seem to be. Whatever was happening to the boy was real. A smirk settled on her lips after a moment. Regardless of what happened, it seemed he surrendered to her win. She pushed herself back up to her feet as he did, nodding a little. "I'm always up for a rematch when you're feeling a hundred percent." She was teasing a little, but there was truth to it. It was important to fight at full strength to show who was truly the strongest.
