She nods, humming, and then yawns.

"Get some rest, if you like. I'll wake you when we reach the city."

"Alright. Thanks."

The trip back is quiet.

When they arrive, Elesse taps Anakin on the shoulder. "Time to move."

She wakes up a bit groggily.

"'Kay. What's your ship look like?"

She points. "It's the red one."

"Huh! It's cool. Looks - like a spaceship and not like a decoration, I guess?"

"The designers had a... unique aesthetic sense. But it performs well."

"The important thing!"

"Quite. Let's board."

The interior of the ship is not quite as... red as the exterior, thankfully. It's actually quite tastefully decorated and rather spacious.

Spacious is good! She doesn't really like being confined.

She wants to meet people! Or explore the ship. Or both!

Elesse tells the captain to set course for Coruscant. One of the techs can give Anakin the tour.

There's the engine room, crew quarters, maintenance room, mess, the bridge, and of course, the salon, currently in a recreation configuration with couches, screens, and tabletop hologame projectors.

She wants to test all the couches for comfortableness, and then poke all the screens and games. She's never really gotten to play games before. How do you play?

The controls are on the side panels, and Elesse can explain the rules.

Oooo. She wants to play some of the strategy and fighting ones.

They can go a few rounds, sure.

She's not very good, but she picks up on the basics of the rules and strategies quite quickly.

It's close enough that she has a chance to win, once she gets the rules.

She'll squeak out a win in the last round.

"That was fun!"

"It was. You've got some talent for this."

Heeeeeeee.

"I've got talents for lots of things."

"So I'm beginning to see. Unfortunately, I need to get started on my report to the Council."

"Okay. I'll watch stuff in here."

"Bother a crewmember if you need anything." She goes off to her little office space.

And she plays around with the screens until she discovers whatever entertainment program contains the highest quantities of explosions.

Then she gets bored after a while, turns it off, flops on the most comfortable couch, closes her eyes, and starts to drift mentally, listening to her friend - the Force, she guesses - and evening out her breathing.

She'll still be drifting like that by the time anyone comes looking for her.