"Yes? We can tune you out if you prefer privacy..."

"How?"

"Oh, we have the ability and understand every language."

The other mech beeps skeptically.

"Okay, but - how?"

"Sith can maybe do that but Sith can't do things with droids!"

"And I don't think you're Sith. You don't have lightsabers."

"We are not Sith. The translation thing is just a capability that we have."

"That's weird."

Shrug.

"Can you do anything else?"

"Yes. We can fly, obviously, control the weather and we are both immortal. I have electrokinesis and Felix has pyrokinesis and a weird pocket dimension generation power that works when he is asleep."

"Woah."

The blue one scoots back to hide behind his friend.

"Trevor you're making them nervous. Sorry." He tells the droids.

"It's okay. He's like this. And he's worried about the Sith."

"She won't hurt you. Promise."

"How can you promise that?"

"Well, okay. She might hurt you under some circumstances. But she is very nonviolent for a Sith and even less prone to be violent towards droids."

"The protocol droid definitely has some battle damage under those decorations."

The two look at each other. "I think they're old."

"That could mean lots of things."

"She's better now, though. I asked Daisy about it, once."

"Any chance someone else caused Daisy's damage?"

"No, it was definitely the Sith. She said that if anyone else hurt her like that, the Sith would kill them."