Allyria scowled at the Mandalorian then just gave a sigh and started walking back to the city. She didn't grumble any further. What was the point? She quietly stalked through the jungle, pulling her hood over her face. "If you're lying, I will make you regret it," she said, in a soft child's voice. It probably didn't sound very threatening at all, now that she thought about it. Oh well. It wasn't as if she'd had time to buy a voice modulator to make herself sound imposing yet. Sleepily sighing, she made her way through the thick underbrush, before pausing near the city gates. "And how do you expect us to get past all the curfew guards?" she hissed.<br/><br/><br/>Meanwhile, Dimitria walked towards the landing base, back to normal in her simple black leather fighting gear. A whip was casually wrapped around her waist along with a belt and two onyx sabers.   When she arrived at the landing strip, she calmly bowed to the Togruta. "If you'll come with me, I'll take you back to our main base. I'm afraid our transports were busy delivering fuel to some stranded soldiers in another sector." She would step back and then stand at attention, waiting for a response.