"Probably mad suggestion: we can look for another of us, and hope our quite frankly uncanny luck holds."
"We'll have to give you a tour of the galaxy once everything calms down. Speaking of, Cherish - ?"
Ellayania has a perfect memory, and centuries of experience of stories. They are unlikely to be bored while they wait.
Ebele's only twenty, and Cherish only a few years older, but they've gotten up to a lot in that time, and she has a talent for exposition.
Officially they're doing odd jobs, unofficially they're part-time smugglers, secretly Cherish is the wayward daughter of a Sith Lord with Ebele as her bodyguard. (Ebele has a tale about nearly getting herself killed when she was young and stupid, and Animus scooping her to play bodyguard to the more reckless of his children.)
"Pretty much! Don't get to act as freely as I'd like, but I've got way more freedom than I might otherwise."
"Claim to be from another universe, and that people sometimes repeat across them. Ebele believes them."
"They can teleport, though I might insist we leave my ship somewhere it won't drift around if you want us to teleport into a room."
"Right."
He sends them a time - soon - and place, as well as somewhere to leave the ship.
And Glint does the first teleport - into a large, apparently underground space - waits for Cherish to land and secure the ship, then moves just them to the room Animus had indicated.
Huh.
"Greeting, Darth Animus. I am Ellayania, Goddess of Library and Fen. And this is Glint, Prince of Madness."
"Greetings, Goddess Ellayania, Prince Glint. I'm head of the biotic science sphere. Your Force signature is much like Occlus's, were she not a user of the Force - she's at the head of the ancient knowledge pyramid. Glint's is similarly reflective of Ebele's."