Name: Laeli<br/>Location: The Spit Shine Cantina<br/>Notes:<br/>Wounds: 0/13 Strain: 0/13<br/>Status: Force guide me....<br/><br/>The miralian tilted her head, then nodded. She took the water and gave it an angled glance before taking a sip. "I thank you for the advice and for the warning." Laeli said, setting the glass down. "I am much more durable than I appear, I assure you. I would not have survived long on Nar Shadda, had I not."<br/><br/>Sliding off the stool, she put the bread into her pocket and then grabbed her stick and glass of water. Tapping over to the Trandoshan, she gave a bow of her head at Ilar's mention. "It is my understanding good sir that you are in need of crew for a venture. I would like to offer my services in such regard. My knowledge and skills related to mechanics are of top quality. If you have worry of my survival abilities, I assure you I am not as vulnerable as my appearance or demeanor would suggest."