@[member="Calico Tal'Verda"]
"Well visiting tends to happen whenever one is in the neighborhood," she shot back with a half grin, but there was still a bit of concern in her voice,
"Ain't haven't had much time to send a comm out..." not with the way she'd been busy -- not to mention having to deal with some pretty heavy stuff.
Then came a pause, and her voice seemed a bit more hesitant, with just an underlying note of surprise she'd been holding onto since she saw the direct holofeed off Zenith Prime during the discussions with the High Council of the Order and the Grand Marshal of the CIS.
One Calico Tal'Verda.
"Looks like you were plenty busy yourself, Grand Marshel and all." she said in passing, as she had not known of his position until that moment. Not her most shining moment as an investigator. Then again, at the time on Tund and during the Madness of Akala, positions and titles were the last thing on her mind.
"Well...," her eyes fell down to the sensors, picking up the revving of their engines. They were in a mighty fine push to get going. Her fingers lightly went tapping against her comm, until finally she gave a sigh.
It didn't appear that they would be able to debrief Krest, if that was indeed who was there on that ship. Nor did it appear that it would be taken lightly; seeing as they had originally pointed turbolasers at them.
They both had responsibilities and people who depended on them. She gave a mental sigh.
"Ganar cin vhetin, Calico," came her soft murmur right after in Mando'a, having learned it during her time spending with the Williamina sisters, relaying her wish for him. Followed by an even softer,
" Ret'urcye mhi."