Blade of Selvaris

The final Jedi she came across was one she had rarely interacted with. Vera Noble. One of many of Valery and Kahlil's offspring. This one seemed to have her head in some data, as a wall of digitized text passed on the screen in front of her eyes. Ran almost interrupted Vera's studies to say hello but decided against it. Instead the archivist just smiled and attempted to continue her rounds. Before she could step into the next aisle, Ran sensed the familiar feelings of frustration and doubt. She took a second look toward Vera from afar, examining her to confirm if it was indeed her feelings that Ran had sensed.
"BWEEEEOOOOOOWWW!" Ran's astromech droid, M7-TA, bleated loudly upon finding the mirialan Jedi. The quiet and silence of the Archive had finally been broken and Ran looked embarrassed as the droid continued to boop and beep.
"I am not spying on anyone!" Ran shot back at the droid. "I'm doing my duty!" The Knight corrected, looking somehow even more embarrassed. Green cheeks turned teal as she blushed. In a way the droid was right, she had been spying on Vera but only for a moment, in an effort to help the young woman.
"You, Sir, are in serious need of a memory wipe!" Ran cried a veiled threat after the droid beeped a series of rude beeps and started off. "Don't think I won't do it." Ran threatened weakly as the droid made off with a sound that reminded of sarcastic laughter. He knew she wouldn't. The Knight sighed. "Eccentric- outdated piece of- What am I going to do with him?" She questioned under her breath before she turned slightly in Vera's direction and looked peripherally to see if the young Jedi's eyes were on her.