Lyra Ventor
Character
Lyra visibly relaxed at that, some of the tension leaving her shoulders as she wrapped her hands around the anchor line and glanced up toward him.
"Well that's reassuring," she said, relief threading openly through her voice. "After everything we've run into today, I was preparing myself for another conversation that ended with the words giant spider."
Carefully testing her footing, she began climbing toward the opening, trusting both the anchor and the Jedi who had attached it. Even so, her eyes continued darting upward every so often as though she expected something unpleasant to suddenly emerge from the shadows.
"I think this mountain may have permanently altered my definition of reasonable caution."
A faint smile tugged at her lips as she continued upward.
"And I know the galaxy is full of mysteries," she continued, glancing toward him once she was closer, "but most of mine used to involve strange hyperspace readings, malfunctioning sensors, or figuring out why an engine was making a noise it definitely shouldn't have been making."
Her hand found the edge of the opening, and she pulled herself up the last stretch.
"Now apparently I'm exploring hidden ruins inside spider mountains with a Jedi Master who keeps finding secret passages."
There was warmth in the observation rather than complaint.
"It's certainly been more interesting than my usual maintenance schedule."
Once she reached the upper level, her gaze swept the area automatically before settling on Syn again.
"Still," she admitted, "I'm very grateful that this particular mystery doesn't currently include something trying to eat us."
As she pulled herself up, Lyra glanced back down toward the workshop below, momentarily checking that their tiny guide hadn't disappeared into another vent while they weren't looking.
His continued stream of annoyed commentary drifted up from below, which at least confirmed he hadn't abandoned them yet. For all his complaints, the little mechanic seemed just as invested in solving the mystery as they were.
Syn
"Well that's reassuring," she said, relief threading openly through her voice. "After everything we've run into today, I was preparing myself for another conversation that ended with the words giant spider."
Carefully testing her footing, she began climbing toward the opening, trusting both the anchor and the Jedi who had attached it. Even so, her eyes continued darting upward every so often as though she expected something unpleasant to suddenly emerge from the shadows.
"I think this mountain may have permanently altered my definition of reasonable caution."
A faint smile tugged at her lips as she continued upward.
"And I know the galaxy is full of mysteries," she continued, glancing toward him once she was closer, "but most of mine used to involve strange hyperspace readings, malfunctioning sensors, or figuring out why an engine was making a noise it definitely shouldn't have been making."
Her hand found the edge of the opening, and she pulled herself up the last stretch.
"Now apparently I'm exploring hidden ruins inside spider mountains with a Jedi Master who keeps finding secret passages."
There was warmth in the observation rather than complaint.
"It's certainly been more interesting than my usual maintenance schedule."
Once she reached the upper level, her gaze swept the area automatically before settling on Syn again.
"Still," she admitted, "I'm very grateful that this particular mystery doesn't currently include something trying to eat us."
As she pulled herself up, Lyra glanced back down toward the workshop below, momentarily checking that their tiny guide hadn't disappeared into another vent while they weren't looking.
His continued stream of annoyed commentary drifted up from below, which at least confirmed he hadn't abandoned them yet. For all his complaints, the little mechanic seemed just as invested in solving the mystery as they were.