Feral walked beside Lyni's wheelchair as Wolffe pushed it through the mall trying to find a promising store to get her dress. None of them were sure exactly what they were looking for, but it was worth a try. As they were standing in the center of the store lost as to where to go, a woman's voice called, "Wolffe!"

Turning they saw a graceful blue Twi'lek woman approaching them. Wolffe nodded, "Aalya, how are you?"

Smiling, "I'm alright." Looking at Lyni with a full welcoming smile and no hit of anything by joy of finding her here, "Hello again Lyni." Seeing Ferals firmly hold on the younger woman's hand, "And you must be your brother."

He nodded his horned head, "Feral."

Holding out her hand with a delighted smile, "Nice to meet you Feral. I'm Aalya Fett," nudging Wolffe's shoulder, "married to his brother."

Swallowing to himself Feral only gave a slight bow, afraid to touch Aalya. Wolffe stepped in, "We are trying to find Lyni a dress." Aalya dropped her hand and turned to him as he continued, "Do you have any ideas on what would be a good store for her?"

Regaining her smile, "Of course." Motioning them to follow her, "Come on, it's just around the next corner."

The three of them followed her down the hall and into a small store that had modest dresses. It was not very busy, which was perfect. As Aalya questioned Lyni gently about styles she liked, the boys looked around the place as if they were police casing the joint. A fact that made the immigrant owners a little nervous, but it was relieved when Lyni winced and both men immediately went to her.

After a bit of searching Lyni chose a loose blue dress that had long sleeves, was floor length but not too long for the wheelchair, and had white flowers on it. However there was no way the Oppress siblings could pay for it. Which was why Wolffe gathered up the dress when the other three were talking, went up to the counter, and handed over his card to pay for it himself.

Aalya was the only one to notice this and the way Wolffe sipped off the price tag before handing the bag with dress inside of it to Lyni. Kissing the pale young woman on the head, "For you ner kar'taylir darasuum." She beamed up at him and Aalya had to keep from cheering with joy for her withdrawn brother in law.

Color

No one knows

What my favorite

Color would be.

Some think black

Because that is

What I always wear.

I don't know

If it is the blue

Of her eyes.

Or the grey of her skin.