[She doesn't even bother to ask what a Clawdite is. She does sigh however, defeated for the moment, and stalks over to the ride without further preamble, pulling open the door to one of the cabins, surprised to note that it does so smoothly, without any resistance.
She glances over to Aphra, and with thinly contained impatience, speaks.]
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She glances over to Aphra, and with thinly contained impatience, speaks.]
Come on. Get in before I change my mind.