Zeta allowed herself to be led and sad on the bed as ordered. As Khementari closed the door and advanced on her with questions, Zeta folded her hands in her lap, noting that her skin had now fully recovered. It wasn't in precisely perfect condition, as the formula had been off by .001138%. "It will be my first time since my database damage." Zeta knew that Khementari was not aware of this, as she had never mentioned it to anyone. Before she had left the service of the Empire and joined the Rebels, she had been a secretary under a Moff, and had suffered severe data loss due to IG-88's virus. It was the reason for... everything about Zeta now, and it was why she would be so in need of guidance now. She wished to repay Khementari... but she hadn't the slighted idea how.