When Cal starts to help BD-1 out, she moves in closer and crouches down to assist, finally taking pity on the droid. She gently nudges one of the mothkittens aside, making it raise its head and mewl.

The Shyyyo bird. She remembers Cere mentioning while they were on Kashyyyk, and so she nods, a puzzle piece clicking into place.

"So that is the ride you hitched." She enunciates the last few words strangely, as if she isn't quite used to the turn of phrase. After a pause, she looks over at him and adds thoughtfully, if somewhat cryptically, "Cere was right. But I see now how you have a knack for making allies."

Broken, wounded things in need of just a little kindness. It's no wonder. After all, she would count herself among them.