Metal she can do.

And Pradnakt sorts the chemicals into three groups while she does that.

"Daisy'll be here in a bit," she reports after a while.

She startles at the words, nearly dropping the iron rod she was holding. 

"Oh. That's good."

"Mmhmm. She'll have our credits with her; we can head back to town tonight or in the morning. I do want to spend one more sunset here, but it can wait until we have the ship, I don't think it'll slow us down much."

"Tonight would be - good."

"Mmhmm. We can leave as soon as she gets here, if we have our stuff together." She starts heading back to the house as she speaks.

Daira follows, looking briefly towards the horizon as if she expects Daisy to be visible already.

"She'll be here soon. You might be able to hear her already, actually, if you focus on it."

That earns Pradnakt a small sliver of a smile. There's the wind, and the shifting desert sands, and Pradnakt right next to her like the roaring of the ocean. She follows the sounds of the sand, a low hum underneath the rest of the Force around her. She turns slowly, feeling for changes in the pattern. 

She lifts a hand, eyes closed, and points at a spot on the horizon.

"Mmhmm. You're pretty good at this."

"Should it be harder?"

"It is for most people, yeah. There's a lot of variance, though, and you probably count as a prodigy even if you didn't figure out anything specific on your own."

"Oh."

"Yeah. You're something special even for us."

The "us" is - weird, but she can think about that later. She looks back out over the horizon, smiling.

And soon Daisy appears, hauling trailers that are empty aside from a few unoccupied animal cages. She's staying behind, this time, to take care of the livestock until they can be brought to town; she and Deskyl load the speeders' built-in storage compartments with food and water to last the trip, and then they can be on their way.

She hovers when there seems to be something she can do, and paces when there doesn't. As they leave, she looks back and smiles shyly at Daisy.

Daisy waves, when she sees her looking, and waits until they're out of sight to go back into the house.

The ride back is similar to the ride in, though with a little more discussion of potential ships during their meal breaks.

Daira has so many opinions about ships, if Pradnakt can pry them out her.

She makes a decent attempt, anyway, and when she does pry one out of her, her response is generally "sure, we can do that" or at least "we'll see if they have one".

They reach the city; Pradnakt consults a tourist information station and heads off to look at ships.

Ships! Is that - oh, and that's a Steelwing, and that over there looks a little like the auxiliaries on a ship she's worked on, and -

(They're buying a ship!!)

She passes on the Steelwing - she'd want to refurbish the inertial dampers before she went very far in it, and they're in more of a hurry than that - and after some looking settles on a long-range scout ship of the kind usually used for mapping new hyperspace lanes. It's a little larger than they need - six cabins, plus a full kitchen and separate dining area and rec room - and expensive, but well taken care of by its previous owners, and she likes the look of it.

"Anything else, while we're here?"

"I think that's all?"

(Shipshipship they have their own ship!)