Kawan had ceased his work on the floor of the cabin, sitting with his arms on his knees as he watched with an unrestrained grin.  His smugness was palpable, intense even for him, who walked around with a considerable baseline smug.  He would have laughed right out loud if it weren't for Aurelia and the pilot, Sera.  They seemed in no very humorous mood, either of them.<br/><br/>Kawan watched with wide eyes as Aurelia stripped down and did the same to Tatin.  For a brief moment he was actually jealous, until he realized what she was going to do.  She was putting him back together...<em>We must be very close to our destination,</em>he thought to himself.  He couldn't imagine Aurelia healing him out of the kindness of her heart.  Kawan supposed she didn't have much kindness to start with, and he chuckled under his breath.  Still, he was loathe to look away.  She had a fantastic body, perfect even, like something out of a Corellian holovid.  He'd never seen anything like it, and he stared openly, jaw slightly agape, completely transfixed until a sound nearby distracted him.<br/><br/>Glancing toward the noise, he noticed Sera with Taishari.  The statuesque pilot had a tight hold of the young student, giving her a severe talking-to.  It wasn't quite as satisfying as the bone-breaking punishment administered to Tatin, but then, Taishari hadn't irritated him near as much as Tatin.  She had left him to clean the floors, though, and that was enough.  He watched the two with a surreptitious eye as he returned to his halfhearted attempt at buffing the metal floor.  It had worked out well, Kawan decided.  No reason to test his luck now.  But even at that thought, he couldn't help but steal frequent glances at the naked Sith Master as she seemed to enter some sort of trance.