She wasn't fine with it, but she collected herself anyway. Arha took a few steadying breaths, measured ones. She could not remember a time in which she had done so much damage all at once. In other Other-Memory came moments of similar things, but not a one hit her so hard as this.
Arha would not sit well with it.
"There are X-Wings and a very large city and terribly strange bathrooms," Arha managed. "This ship is very large and there is much to see. As to any more damaging news, I believe I have jammed my own foot so far down my throat that I may be talking around it for quite some time."
None of the color had returned to her face and she sat in the same place as if frozen to it. But she had attempted for humor, such as it was.
"That is the worst of it," she said, her blue-within-blue eyes flicking to Ben's. Her voice lowered to a half whispered. "I think that is the worst of it."
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Arha would not sit well with it.
"There are X-Wings and a very large city and terribly strange bathrooms," Arha managed. "This ship is very large and there is much to see. As to any more damaging news, I believe I have jammed my own foot so far down my throat that I may be talking around it for quite some time."
None of the color had returned to her face and she sat in the same place as if frozen to it. But she had attempted for humor, such as it was.
"That is the worst of it," she said, her blue-within-blue eyes flicking to Ben's. Her voice lowered to a half whispered. "I think that is the worst of it."