Karla sat down on the end of the bed, giving Tahiri as much room as possible. There was something about her that reminded Karla of a wounded Arcerian cat. Not entirely trusting and ready to shy. "I brought wine and chocolates, as promised," she said, smiling. She called in a bottle and a bag from J,GOB handwavily acquired earlier. "I saw Ben and Anakin spar, earlier today," she said gently, trying to get Tahiri to relax a bit.

The more tense she was, the harder this would be for both of them.