Nar Shaddaa

"It's not much, but it's safe and secure." Galen set his things down beside the door. The room was bigger than what they had on the ship, though it was only furnished to accomodate one. "You can take the bed."

As he sat down, Navi scampered over to him. Galen picked the little creature up and set him on his lap.

Aphr looked over the room, putting her meager items down to the side. It surprised her that rooms came this big, even if it wasn't huge still. She shrugged at the offer of the bed. "Hey, you paid, it's yours. Or if it's big enough we can share."

She moved to sit down next to Galen, looking at the boy, trying to decide what to say.

"We can share." he nodded. "If you're alright with it. I'm sorry you had to do that. I was hoping they'd get there sooner."

"Do what?" Aphr frowned "bring a weapon to an execution? At least I was able to protect you, that's all that mattered to me."

"I'm glad you did. There was no way for me to get a blaster in." he nodded. "Still, I didn't want you to take her on by yourself. You handled yourself pretty well, though."

"I did ok for my first fight I guess..." she shrugged "you got hurt though. Do you have stimpack?"

"I do, but it's just a few bruises." he shook his head. "I'll be fine in the morning. Were you hurt?"

"Shot in the shoulder, but it helped more than hindered" Aphr rubbed her shoulder and winced "that Ryssa got the worse end of the deal, so I can't complain."

"Did you get the saber with the holocron?" he asked.

Aphr shook her head, taking the saber out. "I made this, with the help of a Sith Lord. That was the first time I used it in a fight."

"A Sith Lord?" he looked over the device. He lowered his voice. "Is Moyr a Lord?"

Aphr shook her head. "She is not." She noted his examination - the hilt was smaller, easily designed to be held in one hand, and perfectly suited to Aphrs size.

"Then, who? Zeno?" he asked.

Another shake of the head.

"A woman call Zhorrid."

"I don't know her." he shook his head. "Who is she?"

"A monster of a woman" Aphr stood, moving to look out of the window "she terrifies me. More than the ackley, more than any Hutt."

He set Navi down, stood and moved over to her.

"Then, why are you building lightsabers with her?"

"Well, she gave me the crystal, so it's only fair" Aphr said with a half-hearted chuckle, before sighing and adding "and it helps Moyr."

"I see." he nodded, understanding. "What does she think of this?"

"Which part? The saber, the lord, the helping?" Aphr checked

"This Zhorrid." he clarified. "How does Moyr feel about your association with her?"

"Well, she accidentally introduced us, so she knows about it. She would prefer I never need to face her, but understands why I do it" Aphr shrugged "I would prefer not to face her, I'm not seeing her at the moment either. Hopefully I can avoid it until I've learnt to control my fear better."

"Why not avoid it altogether?" he asked.

"Well, she's ever so good at finding me. Until I leave, she'll find me eventually" Aphr turned back to Galen "those who are very strong with the Force find a way. She's extremely strong."

"What about whoever gave you the holocron?" he asked. "Could you get help there?"