[ She offers, a corner of her mouth lifting. She'd never had droids in her face, aside from when BB-8 had come to her. The beds, though. She'd slept in a makeshift hammock most of her life, and on Ahch-To she'd slept on a stone slab. though the beds here were likely not as fine as some of the ones found in Hightown houses or Orlesian palaces, they were softer than anything she'd ever slept in.
Shifting herself she slides off the bed, careful to keep her blankets gathered around her waist as she does, straightening on the side opposite from him. ]
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[ She offers, a corner of her mouth lifting. She'd never had droids in her face, aside from when BB-8 had come to her. The beds, though. She'd slept in a makeshift hammock most of her life, and on Ahch-To she'd slept on a stone slab. though the beds here were likely not as fine as some of the ones found in Hightown houses or Orlesian palaces, they were softer than anything she'd ever slept in.
Shifting herself she slides off the bed, careful to keep her blankets gathered around her waist as she does, straightening on the side opposite from him. ]
I'm sorry for this. It won't happen again.