She was quite happy to hear she felt safer; it's what she was hoping to accomplish coming in here, remembering she was having trouble sleeping.  She had to laugh a bit though, when she brought up the 'running around naked' bit.  Leave it to a non-wookie to bring up that part of it...<br/><br/><strong>"Well, you know my name, not sure where I was born, but I grew up on Kashyyk, wookie homeworld.  I was pulled off of a gamorrean slave-ship when they revolted, no idea where I came from or how to get me back.  Hence why honestly I feel better naked than in clothing; growing up there, I've worn clothing only when it was cold, and then only when it was <em>really</em> cold.  You human-types and near-humans are so odd about your bodies..."</strong>she said, grinning brightly<strong>"I was trained there, to fight, to be a warrior, earned the right to use that Ryyk blade, the sword I carry usually.  You don't just 'buy' it; you <em>earn</em> it, and only warriors carry them... went through trial after trial, came of age, earned the right... I'm considered as much a wookie as I clearly don't <em>look</em> it.  If it weren't dead of night, I'd show off my battlecry; every try speaking Shyriiwook fluently?  Really does a number on the vocal chords, until you get used to it..."</strong><br/><br/>She really wasn't the best storyteller, so she hoped that was sufficient, or that the woman had more questions (probably did; her story wasn't exactly normal...)