<div class="floatright">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/807557987769122816/832686820633346078/Hira_Jedi.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Hira Darksun (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2419961)<br/><strong>Hit Points :</strong>45 / 45<br/><strong>Condition :</strong>0 (Healthy)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Defenses</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Reflex :</strong> 17 (Flat Footed 17)<br/><strong>Fortitude :</strong> 17<br/><strong>Will :</strong> 20<br/></div></div><br/>When Elesei spoke, Hira nodded in acceptance. Staying together... staying alive together. Maybe even being... friends? She hadn't had any of those in a long time even before everything went wrong. It was a very comforting feeling, and even if she couldn't express it with words or a smile like others might, her posture did relax at the table. When Teslo started to play some music, Hira first looked at him in puzzlement, not really getting what he was planning on doing. Only when he offered a hand to Elesei did the Echani understand. Well, it was good he hadn't asked her instea-<br/><br/>Hira blinked up in confusion at the Mandalorian for a solid second before hesitatingly raising her hand and accepting Leri's, coming to her feet easily, yet actually looking a bit worried.<strong>"I'd love to, but... I've never danced before. At all."</strong>