Feyora allowed herself a weak smile, sitting down aside from Thasli and accepting the flask. "I'm just not sure what I'm doing here," she said softly, taking a long swig before hissing, making a face. "I'm not military. Not even a freakin' mechanic, but..." the girl shakes her head, stretching out and leaning back. "But here I am, I guess. New planet, surrounded by people I barely know. Haven't even eaten yet today."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>