"You'd complain if I hit them too hard!" Ibani sasses back to Chirrut.
Ibani settles during the trip, her nerves calming. "Hello," she greets Culu with a bright smile.
They are ushered inside a house that might seem oddly decorated, at first glance. There's little color anywhere, for one, because none of the house's occupants can SEE color. Instead, surfaces and fabric alike are textured, designed to be felt rather than seen. The furniture has clear edges, distinct, with no small fiddly bits to 'clutter' the visual field. And there is the smell of green, growing things. Plants have been trained to climb up many of the walls from small planter boxes where floorboards would be.
Ibani glances at her dads, her expression and the Force asking if she can go upstairs and see Sabla.
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Ibani settles during the trip, her nerves calming. "Hello," she greets Culu with a bright smile.
They are ushered inside a house that might seem oddly decorated, at first glance. There's little color anywhere, for one, because none of the house's occupants can SEE color. Instead, surfaces and fabric alike are textured, designed to be felt rather than seen. The furniture has clear edges, distinct, with no small fiddly bits to 'clutter' the visual field. And there is the smell of green, growing things. Plants have been trained to climb up many of the walls from small planter boxes where floorboards would be.
Ibani glances at her dads, her expression and the Force asking if she can go upstairs and see Sabla.