Ari grinned, "Just keep us outta trouble, Isi. I don't want any notice by the Alliance flunkies." The girl wore a black sweater that had probably come from Kos.  The thing hung almost to her knees, and she had rolled the sleeves up several times, just so her hands could be seen.  A pair of light grey cargo type pants were tucked into a pair of boots that laced to mid calf. On her head was a knit cap that covered most of her hair. The girl looked like an orphan. She patted her leg to check for her list and nodded, "Ready."