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[Tena M.]

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The smaller feline just stared blankly, even as Lavi spoke.  Her brows creased sharply in confusion, followed by a flicker of light irritation.  A riddle? Really?  Tena frowned.  She grew up on stories of tricks.  Tricks.  Carefully worded lies.  But this was not a riddle like of home.  Not a story.  Just a riddle.  Her lips parted with a sharp huff, disinterest glittering in her eyes.

She knew what pilots were.  She'd been a mechanic at home, although she had never worked on flying machines.  Or seen one, but they weren't unknown.  Nonetheless, Tena grumbled.  She didn't know.  The size of their ship?  "..." Finally, she just rolled her eyes.  "Nice to meet you too, Edward.  But I don't like riddles." She did like to work out physical puzzles though and to conduct general michief.  He didn't need to know that.

She glanced at Lavi, noting with some appreciation he had asked Pierce the question on her mind.  Force, he did sound so formal sometimes though.

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