Hugs are gratefully received, and she does some reassured, and the excitement mostly takes over.

So cute.

After dinner, Pradnakt puts together a pouch of snacks, makes sure the speeder's water jug is full, gives Rhoda one last hug, and sees them off.

Rhoda helps where she can, and will give a small wave to Pradnakt as they're leaving.

And off they go. It's a long ride through the quiet darkness, and Daisy is only mediocre at small talk, but she can recite Rhoda's books for her.

Rhoda's not really much better at small talk, and she's not opposed to quiet, but she's certainly not going to complain about Daisy reciting the books, will in fact make quiet, encouraging sounds.

It's still dark when they get to town. Daisy takes them up the darkened main street to stop at a large building - not the largest, but the most ornate. "There's a list there of people who have rooms we can borrow, for you to sleep in. Do you want to come with me to look at it, or stay with the speeder?"

"Go with," she says quietly, sliding off the speeder.

"Okay." She leads the way to where a bulletin board is posted by the entrance.

"I think we'll do all right with Mrs. Trusho - she's older, and doesn't move very fast, and I think she'll like you. She doesn't think I'm a person, though, most people here don't."

Rhoda blinks at her. "...have they met you?" she asks. "I- how can they not know you're a person?"

She puts a reassuring arm around Rhoda's shoulder. "They think droids are made to pretend to be people. And that's sort of true, the people who make us are trying to do that. It's just that it doesn't work; you can't pretend to be a person very well without being one anyway." She gives her a gentle squeeze. "It doesn't really matter, for me, they'll be polite to me anyway because of Pradnakt."

She leans into Daisy. "But-" she frowns, obviously not very happy with that way of looking at things. "They should be anyway. Without it being because of Pradnakt."

"Yes, they should. But it's hard to get people to change their minds about something like that, and this is good enough most of the time."

She still doesn't seem content with that, but nods. "Okay," she agrees.

"We can try asking the people who do know I'm a person, if that will bother you, but they probably won't have any rooms set aside if they aren't listed here."

She shakes her head. "I- I'll be fine."

"All right. We can always leave if you change your mind, just let me know."

She nods, leans a little more into Daisy for a moment. "Thank you."

She gives her another squeeze, and then it's back to the speeder and off down a side road.

The house they stop at is a small two-story affair, in a state of mild disrepair that's not very visible in the pre-dawn light. Daisy parks the speeder alongside it and ushers Rhoda to the front door, where she knocks quietly; after a few seconds a droid, similar to Daisy but in a darker shade of silver and with a male build, answers. They talk for a minute, and then he stands aside to let them in.

"The room is upstairs; I can make you something to eat before bed if you're hungry."

Rhoda thinks, and then shakes her head. "Thank you, I'm fine."

"All right." She says something else to the other droid, and then leads the way up while he goes outside.

The room is between Pradnakt's bedroom and her workroom in size, and simply furnished, with a bed big enough for two, a simple desk, and a chair.

She looks around, and then perches on the edge of the bed.

Daisy sits next to her. "Are you all right?"

She nods slowly. "I- it's just hard to think anyone lives in places like this? Back- where I came from. I never saw anything like this."

"Ah," she nods. "It's different on planets, yes. You don't need to worry as much about everything."

She nods slowly. "I- makes sense. Just. A little strange to see as more than just our house."