"You saw Baze?" There's a trembled in her voice that sounds concerned or anxious, it's hard to tell. Baze was not supposed to tell him anything. Baze wasn't even allowed to tell Bodhi, though she'd relented to comm access so she could wish their pilot a happy birthday. Baze wasn't supposed to tell anyone anything ever.

If he saw Baze he might have... no. No, he doesn't know.

She swallows down her nerves, pushing them away as she shoves the door open and steps outside, almost flinching at the sun hidden behind wispy pink clouds that reminded her of the candy floss she used to eat on Coruscant when she was very, very small. Maybe Baze will bring-- No! Stop thinking about him!