She’s tall. Much taller than he is, and he has to crane his neck up to look her in the eye. He offers a brief, respectful bow before straightening up.
“My apologies for intruding without notice.” His tone is polite as he folds his arms into the wide sleeves of his cloak. “I’m afraid I was actually shot down here. I made an emergency landing just beyond that ridge.”
lilac lips tightened into a graceful smile - in return of his bow, giving a nod of appreciation. though the native's features quickly fell. her vivid scleras reverted to the comforting sight of distant forestry for a short moment. now that he mentioned it, the smoking crash sight had become much clearer to her -- and, luckily, it was at least two or three clicks from the local village; nothing that would disturb the district. yet her mind still pondered. who would shoot down a JEDI SHIP ?
≺ ❝ apologize not, jedi; for it is i who should be apologizing. i, & my clan, offer our services - there must be something we can do to help make up for this mishappen. ❞ ≻