"No, it's fine."

"I would appreciate that, then," she agrees shyly. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," she grins, and they head back.

She stumbles a few times on the way back, more exhausted than she'd realised, but she manages to keep on her feet.

After the second stumble, Daisy falls behind Pradnakt; she'll walk with the girl, if she lets her, or behind her if not.

Daisy gets a slightly confused, slightly suspicious look. There is a moment where it looks like but the girl wants to object, stops herself, thinks, and finally seems to decide that she doesn't mind Daisy this close.

"If you fall I can stop you, maybe. If I'm near."

She thinks about that, and then moves a tiny bit closer to Daisy. "Thank you," she says. (It's strange, but nice having someone care about things like this.)

"You're welcome." And on they go. Pradnakt sets a slightly slower pace, and pauses at the stone-and-silvery ovoid for a rest.

She considers, and then perches herself somewhat closer to Pradnakt that she has been going previously. (If their first meeting was anything to go by, distance wasn't going to do her any good anyway.)

She grins, at that, and gestures at the statue. "You - like, them?"

"I- Yes," she nods. "It's nice to... See something that doesn't have a...purpose." It's hard to explain. But knowing that not everything requires a specific purpose, and can just exist, that's...almost reassuring?

"Yeah." Sign sign - "It's important," Daisy expands.

She isn't quite sure she understands why that's important, but she's more than willing to take their words for it. And try to adjust her thinking to match theirs, which will probably take a while. And also actually asking questions, which she's still not entirely willing to do.

Pradnakt signs again, briefly. "It's important that there's enough - room, enough things, enough time, for people to be able to be who they are and not just what they need to be. People get hurt when they don't have that," Daisy explains.

That still doesn't entirely make sense to her. But it would be nice if people didn't get hurt. (At least, not people who didn't deserve it. It's not entirely clear if she puts herself in this category.)

She tilts her head slightly. "Should we..." She gestures back in approximately the direction of Pradnakt's home.

"Okay."

The rest of the trip is uneventful; there's still a couple hours until sunrise when they get home.

When they get back, she slides the cloak off her shoulder and holds it out to Pradnakt. "Thank you," she says.

She signs to Daisy as she takes it. "You're welcome," says the droid, and she repeats it: "you're welcome."

Daisy goes to make dinner - Pradnakt wasn't kidding about three meals a day, apparently - and the Sith sits at the table and meditates. You feeling okay?

She smiles very slightly as she retreats back to the corner for now.

She immediately goes to respond with 'fine', and stops herself. Tired, she admits instead. But not beyond what I'm used to. She realises that's perhaps not the right thing to say, but isn't entirely sure how to clarify the difference between tiredness from a hard, but ultimately rewarding day of work, and the exhaustion from being kept awake, pushed to her limits, and having to deal with visions and relaying that information (and inevitably screwing up somehow in there).

Yeah. With any luck you won't have to worry about the bad kind any more. And not even the good kind, if you don't want to, though that'll take a little more practice.

I...think that would be nice? Being able to avoid being tired is an alien enough concept that she can't be entirely sure how she'd feel about it, but... The idea seems nice.

(She isn't sure how she feels about the idea of not seeing Ma'am again.)

Well, we can give it a try.

Thank you. Pause, trying to figure out how to phrase this. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to experience that?

You're welcome.

You know, you never did tell us your name. She doesn't seem upset about it, just curious.