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Cold. Quiet more often than not. [Long stretches of boredom punctuated by moments of sheer terror for a 5 year old on a ship fleeing from the Republic.]

There weren't as many luxuries as there are here and little to no privacy.

[She pauses, glancing over at him.] It sounds as if you had a very unhappy childhood. That's unfortunate.

Unhappy? It was unconventional, certainly, but not entirely unpleasant. [He looked amused at the assumption though.] I was fortunate, to be given such an advantage.

How was any of that advantageous?

[She isn't seeing it, but she isn't exactly knowledgeable of how raising kids in space works compared to being in a country. She's well aware she's missing something here.]

I was able to see the operations on the bridge, learn from the Admiral as I grew up and that knowledge served me well in my own military career.

[He remembered sneaking onto the bridge whenever he had been able to, it was his favorite place to be.]

Ah, a military man. Not one of the ground troops, I'm guessing.

[She starts hitting buttons on the coffee machine with her nose, once she's got her mug in the right place.]

... Do you even have those? I've no idea how space militaries work.

We have ground troops, yes. I have several thousand troopers assigned to my flagship along with ground assault vehicles when needed.

[No definite numbers but it was general knowledge that star destroyers carried these things. He was proud of Finalizer but he wasn't going to get into specifics even if she wasn't Resistance.]

Several thousand? You must be high up on the chain of command, then.

[Maybe. On a planet someone in charge of that many people would be. She isn't sure how things scale in space warfare.]

I am, Harbinger is one of our largest destroyers in use. [The name of the destroyer changed as he and Phasma were trying to distance themselves from each other as much as possible.]

It was assigned to me five years ago when I was promoted to general.

[The Harbinger is a hilarious choice for a name either way. She doesn't have much of an opinion when it comes to war. Humans fight each other all the time, animals fight each other all the time. It's simply a thing that happens. At most she finds guns distasteful thanks to the world wars and proliferation of humans hunting Foxes with them.

So she's mostly just harmlessly curious about all this.]

Who were you fighting against, then? Anyone? Or was your home in a state of peace?

[It's completely serious name, he's even been on that ship. Imperial destroyer names aren't exactly known for being subtle though.]

We are fighting against the Republic and their militia- at least we were before I swept away the Republic.

[Such a nice term for wiped out a star system.]

We were at peace before the Emperor was murdered by rebels who then overthrew last of the Imperial forces and established their illegitimate government.

We were forced to fleet to the outer edges of the galaxy after Republic forces attacked former Imperial planets and forces.

I've never heard of either side. [Then again, those are awfully generic names. For all she knows she does know them, somehow.

Once her coffee is finished she's carefully moving her mug to the counter so she can lap at it.]

It all sounds very dramatic, though. Were you at the end of your rope, or did you have a plan to take back your planets?

We were once at the end of our rope but I can't say that's the case any longer.

[Not when they had the technology to destroy an entire star system.]

There is a plan, yes, but it will take time to re-establish order once more.

Isn't that good, then. [She's pretty amused, not caring one way or another about either side.] It's too bad you're stuck here, hm?

Yes, it is, stuck with a violent member of the Republic's militia who attacked my ship and abducted one of my troopers. And then there are the war criminals of the Old Republic here who encouraged and continued a galactic war. But yes, we're stuck.

[This is all said with utter seriousness. He's more than happy to turn people against the pilot and the Jedi when he could.]

[Wow, that's certainly an earful she didn't expect to get. It's a hilarious one too, she had no idea people like that were stuck here. She appreciates the information, she's never been a fan of that whole 'ignorance is bliss' idea.

She lets out a chirpy, birdlike noise. She's gekkering at him in amusement.]

Oh, you can't go and say all that and not tell me who these people are.

[He, however, is less than amused. He's tired of getting lightsabers waved in his face though at least Obi-Wan's didn't look ready to explode at any given moment.]

Obi-Wan Kenobi and- [He had to pause for just a moment, he wasn't used to calling the pilot by name] -Poe Dameron.

[Those names aren't familiar to her, of course. Interesting that he had no problems with the first name, but the second had him hesitating.]

I'll have to look them up. I assume they've used their communicators.

[Because hey, what's the point of having an interstellar communication device if you don't use it to stalk other people when you're bored?]

Be cautious, they are not above attacking or threatening others when needed.

[Of course he's not truly concerned. The pilot seemed to be employing the same tactic considering how many times he's had strangers confront him about the Hosnian System.]

Don't worry, I know how to keep myself safe.

[She's just thinking it would be hilarious if they tried either with her. No concern at all.]

I hope, for your sake, that is true.

[At least he might get a few moments of entertainment from this. But for now he just turned on his heel, coffee done he figured it was time to get some reading done while it was quiet.]