As soon as the ship seemed to appear out of no where, Haze didn't seem one bit phased at all. As the door and ramp lowered for them to get on, she climbed on board before he even said a word to her and quickly took cover within the darkness. She didn't reveal herself however until the ship began to rise from the ground. She didn't care very much for most of the slaves, but it seemed that the one she had been chained to got away safely since she didn't sense any pain from a friend. As soon as he began to call out for her however, that is when the girl appeared.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BFFF">"Haze, call me Haze."</span>The girl stated with a monotone voice, matched with an almost monotone expression. She would gently hold out a hand as her presence was completely restored and used the force to quickly revitalize Sal'ica Ona, and right afterward begin to heal him with the force as well. He'd feel it rather quickly move through him, a tender touch on a winter's day. She could sense all the electronics around her. She was in her zone, her eyes wandered about even though there was no light within the compartment of the ship.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BFFF">"That's some power I see coursing through this ship... And your suit,"</span>She looked over at him with her eyes. Her eyes were golden and they were glowing in the dark and it looked like one of her eyes had a line of red going down the side of her face. It was crusted blood as if she had been crying the red liquid from her ducts.<span style="color: #00BFFF">"While you're not a Jedi, you're at risk as well... All of you are. Anyone who will not kneel before the Empe–Dark Lord of the Sith, will become a Target."</span>