Karisha Fredow

You know what? You do you. I'm not going to argue about this.

Yeah, until you break something! Then it's not so fun...

...What is with you and leaping off buildings?

After a moment or two, she gently pulled away, looking into Karisha's eyes with a tired smile. She was pretty exhausted, so she would need to be carried. "Well then...could you carry me to the fortress? Crying took a lot out of me..."

Slowly but surely, she stopped crying altogether. She was tired though after crying so much. "...Thank you. That means so much to me..."

After awhile, Kemari started to calm down. Karisha had a way of making her feel better. Perhaps it was the simple fact that she at least understood her pain. "...I hate those Imperial pricks so much. I wanna feast on their faces...rip 'em apart...claw out their eyes..."

She continued to cry while being rocked back and forth. Even after all these years, the loss of her parents still stung really badly. "...I hate not being able to hear from them, hate not being able to hug them or laugh with them..." More tears trickled down her cheeks.

Although she didn't expect Karisha to find her, she didn't protest being found. She leaned into her arms right as they began to wrap around her, letting herself get pulled into the embrace. "...I want my Ma and Pa. I need them. I need to hear their voices again..."

She's sitting in front of the graves, quietly crying.

[She gently nods.] That sounds good to me. If you do end up turning in for the night, rest well.

[She tilts her head.] It's a little early for sleeping, don't you think? Anyway, if you do head to the cantina, I'll tag along.