<span style="color: #00FF00">“Sorry no. The only thing we have which I think you could eat or drink is water and food rations. the rest of our food is shall we say probably not suitable to your taste buds.”</span>Sal replied surprised the girl wasn’t shocked by his green skin and almost glowing red eyes.<br/>Although he put it down to the dark, after all not everyone was from a practically dark all the time. He sighed heavily as he surveyed the damage on his armour. It was constructed of a rare metal only found in their system in wild space. So he just hoped he’d be able to find a replacement just as strong.<span style="color: #00FF00"> “And to answer you question, Yes this ship, my armour and even my blaster pistol are very advance. We are about one hundred years ahead of the GR in tech. Give or take a decade or two.” </span><br/>Sal replied offering her a hand so she could get to her feet. He knew the cold would be getting to her, but he had to check in with his crew and see why the hell it took them so long to get to him. His droid moved over to him rubbing up against his master as if it were a cat. The bequest of Dimondus in droids, as well as making them a lot more advance in other categories, gave them much great AI’s. In the case of Sixty-four, the other droid on the ship, and his own Droid A1 they had a cat like personality. He could sense the thought building in Haze’s mind<span style="color: #0000FF">‘why would he not warn the council.’</span>So he asked<span style="color: #00FF00">“What do you know of the force Child?” </span><br/>There was something very different about this girl, she had a force signature like any living being. But hers seemed odd. Like it did not belong to the body she was in.  but that was for the Jedi council to decide not him. For now all that mattered was him contending with his mission. He walked her to the briefing room so to speak. on the far side  of the room was the entrance to the cockpit. Then in the center of it was a huge holo table. On the left side of the small chamber was a simple coach with a storage locker under it. On right a small food prep area. There was a lot of functionality squeezed into one room. But that was the Se'pal, designed for functionality over anything else. Sal gestured for her to take a seat on the coach while he began to warm up some water for her and prepair a ration for her.