Lyni woke up in a spare room of the ship. Slipping out from under her brother's arm she patted to the door. Walking out of the room she paused in the hallway. The lighting was strange, and it took a moment to get used to.

Tilting her head, she heard voices to her right. Padding to an open area she saw two of the armoured figures. However they had removed their armor and were painting it while wearing black undersuits.

They looked up when she coughed. One had white hair while the other had a long scar over his right eye, which was now white. She guessed that it wasn't original. Swallowing nervously under the combined gaze she spoke, "I don't mean to bother you, but I was wondering if I could get something to eat."

The scarred one gave her a steely glare. The white haired one studied her for a moment, seeming to wait for his companion to speak. Then he broke the silence, "Of course." There was wariness and not much enthusiasm about it but he said, "I'll get you a ration bar."

"Thank you," she said softly.

She turned to head back to the room she shared with Feral but stumbled. The white haired one had stood up and came forward, "Are you alright?" Despite of himself there was concern for her.

It made her smile, but weakly. "Being tied in a swamp for close to a week didn't do any favors." Silently cursing the weakness that made her sway slightly standing there.

He seemed to notice the bandages around her wrists for the first time. Wincing, "Here, why don't you sit down." It startled her when he put a hand in the middle of her back with the under her elbow as if to give support and helped her to a chair. As she sat down he spoke, "I'm Sinker."

"It's nice to meet you." She smiled at him, "I'm Lyni."

"Lyni," he repeated, testing it out.

"Sinker." His companion growled.

"Yes Commander." Sinker answered. Then with a smile at the girl, "I'll be right back."

Leaving the two alone. Sinker took one last look at them over his shoulder, and decided to hurry his pace.

Lyni looked at the Commander. She could sense the anger, hatred, and fear coming off of him in waves. Deciding to address it, "Commander?"

His gaze gained that steely element again he growled, "What?"

"Why do you hate me?" He was startled enough to stop glaring. She continued, "I know why the Night Brothers hated me." Wanting him to understand, "I was a female like the ones who enslaved and killed them." Looking back at him, "I just want to know what a Night Sister did to you."

He studied her. There was distrust, but he must have decided that it was an honest question because he spoke, "What do you know of Asajj Ventress?"

Tilting her head Lyni answered, "She killed a dozen Nigh Brothers as expected before choosing Savage as her Champion." A breath before continuing "She is also the one who found me in the swamp and brought me to Mother Talzin who decided to sacrifice me to help amplify the Sisters power." Her voice was resigned, this was their life.

"You speak as if Night Brothers deaths are expected." There was a strange note in his voice.

She looked at him, "The sisters don't care about our lives. They see us as slaves or toys." Looking away again, "At least they see the Night Brothers that way. I'm not supposed to be alive."

He didn't pursue the subject. Instead he motioned to the scar, "Asajj Ventress cut out my eye. She had killed thousands of my brothers, using us as toys." Then he spoke almost to himself, "It that is how the sisters treat the Night Brothers, no wonder there is hatred."

Lyni was horrified, "I'm so sorry." There was no way to stop the tears rolling gently down her face, "She never should have done any of it."

Wolffe looked at this girl, one that looked so much like Ventress. He hated her on principle. Yet he was surprised to see that she was honestly heartbroken over clones. Truly crying over something that she did not do.

Adjusting himself in the chair he reached out a hand, "Commander Wolffe."

She slowly reached out and clasped it, "Lyni."

Letting go they settled back into a new understanding. Wolffe spoke, "Do you know Savage Oppress?"

Lyni nodded, "He raised Feral and I." Looking down at her hands, "He was the only person who cared what happened to us."

Wolffe mentally pictured the angry Sith Lord and tried to see him as a loving figure. He couldn't. They lapsed into an understanding silence.