[ In truth, she finds it strangely peaceful to stand here talking with him. Something about the storms — because they do not frighten her — lends a comforting backdrop to what could be an otherwise turbulent time. And though she's perhaps not as eloquent as some, she enjoys getting to know someone new. ]

We have not, at least...that I know of, though the galaxy is vast. But in my world, it was only myself for a long time. I am a Nighsister from Dathomir. [ Technically, there were the Nightbrothers as well, but they did not mingle often unless she called upon them. ]

Some I've known do not believe in ghosts, but I have my own — many — and I hold them close. [ Her entire clan, that is. All of the mothers of her clan, her sisters. Gone in a fell swoop. ] They are with me always. But your dead sound nothing like mine. [ She won't persist on that, though, unless he'd like to say more. She's exceedingly curious by nature and more than willing to share of her past, but she's not the type to press, either. ]