[In which Vette asks Fenrir a three word question, and get a zero word answer.]
"So, could I ask you a question?" Vette asked as she and Fenrir sat in the cockpit of The Thunder-Bird on their way to Balmorra.
"Yes," Fenrir answered, still looking out the window and into the whirl of Hyperspace. Or at least facing it. Whether he was actually looking out of it or had his eyes closed and was trying to nap was impossible to tell through the visor of his helmet.
"Are you ticklish?" Vette asked.
"…what?" said Fenrir.
"Are you ticklish? I'm curious." Fenrir said nothing, instead leaning forward, slowly turning his head to look at Vette, taking his lightsaber from belt, and activating it. Its red glow and hum said everything. "…okay," Vette said, going back to the console she had been working on, feeling that her question had been more than sufficiently answered.
Fenrir simply returned his lightsaber to its holster and reclined back into his chair.