With a sigh she tipped her head back against the door of her cabin and placed her hands on her face.
She caught the scent of the oil used to clean blasters on them. It was oddly soothing…
Because it reminded her of…
Kriffing hell. That is not helping.
With a sigh she sat down on what had become 'her' side of the bed and ran her hand through her red hair.
This time around she knew she couldn't blame how she was feeling on alcohol, or on her ship being stolen, or willingly getting attacked by Ragkghouls or at least on hundred convenient little excuses.
She knew she was all too good at making excuses and twisting truth. She was a smuggler, it was sort of part of the job.
But right now, she needed to be honest, and even more so, she realised honest with herself.
She tried to think, tried to work out just when and where she had found herself realising maybe this was more than just a fling.
Even after that rather awkward (but still very sweet) 'courting' conversation which she realised seemed a very long time ago she still didn't quite let herself get that much involved.
Sure the sentiment was sweet, but…
He'd asked her if she wanted a 'simple life', she'd said she'd miss him…
And then on Balmorra when she had argued with him, why she had she still didn't know, she still felt pretty bad for taking out her frustration on him.
Was it then? She remembered saying she wanted whatever was between them to continue. Yet she had still tried to push him away from her.
Maybe it was earlier than that… As to how early she didn't know.
Maybe even Taris? She tried not to think too much about that though..
She needed to talk to someone.
She reached into a pocket and pulled out her holocomm.
She wasn't quite sure who or what she was praying to if she could even call it praying but she was hoping to something, be it The Force or luck that the person on the other end would pick up.
She let out a breath she didn't even realise she was holding as the comm flickered into life and a familiar face came into view.
"Hey kid," The Mirialan's voice came through, "Haven't seen you in a while,"
"Been busy…"
She chuckled, "I've noticed, getting into trouble and out of it as usual"
"You busy?"
"Not really,"
"Good… I need to talk to you Kexi,"
There was a pause in the conversation as the Mirialan sat herself down,
"I'm all ears,"