"Of course," Bastila soothes. "We won't do anything without asking her."

Small smile. "Though she might insist she's completely fine even if she's bed bound."

"Oh, believe me, Karl will see straight through that. I tried to play possum once, to try and get a sleep in. Once."

She laughs, softly, leaning into Bastila more.

Bastila tucks Ri's head under her chin, and hums. "You tired?"

Very snuggle. This is nice.

"Hm. Perhaps a bit..."

"Sleep. I'll stay still."

Yes best outcome.

She nuzzles Bastila a bit as she drifts off, humming happily.

And she sleeps.

And the night is quiet for the most part. 

But then, towards morning-

"Bastila. Someone's coming."

Karl is already on his feet, lightsabre in hand. 

Bastila rouses Ri. "Ri, someone's on their way."

She rolls to her feet easily, alert.

Behind them, Thekla sits up, a little groggily, and prepares to wince. 

"...sense she's all right, we- no, Kyn, stop. Kyn. Kyniska-" Says a voice outside of the door.

And then the door bursts open, and a very tall, very angry Mandalorian wielding a minigun stomps into the room.

"What the fuck are you doing in my house?"

"Buir, it's okay! They- Ri-Sei- saved me! I-"

"If you have harmed one inch of skin on that girl's head, I'll-"

She steps forward. Hands up, clearly unarmed. "I didn't hurt Thekla. She was in a fight with some scavengers; I intervened. She got injured, so I got my friends to help heal her. She'll be alright. We wanted to stay with her until you got home. Make sure she was okay."

Kyn says nothing, but her gun lets out the tell-tale whine that says it's warming up. 

Karl prepares to fling it aside with the Force-

"STOP." There's no sign of Kaz's formerly cheerful tone. He looks exhausted, and angry. "You wonder why we have to keep moving all the time? It's this, Fett. This knee-jerk reaction to fucking everything. Stop. Thekla is sitting over there, on your bed, fine."

"I am! They healed me, buir."

She's tense - but not visibly preparing to fight. (Listening for danger in the Force, though, to herself and her companions.)

"If you want to fight me, say so, and I'll step outside with you - somewhere people can't get easily caught in the crossfire. But I am not your enemy, and I would prefer it if we solved this with words."

"If you trust me, put the gun away. Right now." 

Kyn stares at him for a long moment, and then the gun folds up and she stows it on her back.