Nyri beat everyone, though at the end she looked rather injured. She wandered over to the Jedi, silent. The girl found a corner of the gymn, washing her face and then disappearing into a side room to shower. She dressed in a new pair of hospital slops, leaving the old ones gently folded on the washer. Taking a recently cleaned comb, she brushed through her hair and tied it back again before walking over to Zelus. "I don't want to eat..... And.... I don't mind talking. What do you mean.... Trade information?"