Morning comes, for certain definitions of morning. Even after all these years, Arali hasn't gotten used to these 87-hour days. But no matter.
She quietly folds up her blanket; two children sleep in her bed, so she took the floor. Thankfully, Rodian secretions are less severe in children; hopefully, she won't have to replace the sheets. But that's trivial compared to the rest of what happened last night. That the kids are still safe is victory enough.
She sets to work preparing breakfast. Eggs, milk, butter, some of the fungal powder traditional twi'lek cooking uses for flour, toss in a few berries, some odds and ends, and before you know it, there are pancakes frying. Arali even cooks them up in little heart shapes.
If that smell doesn't start waking kids up, then they're really out of it.
((I'm assuming cooking breakfast is easy. Not that this roll is at all important.
Charm: 2eA+2eP+1eD 4 successes, 1 advantage
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