"So it is," Kanan mutters, resettling his hood around his face -- just to keep the sun off -- and shaking some of the sand off his boots.
"Lead the way."
He'll do his best to keep pace with her, especially as the crowd density picks up. The colors of the awnings get brighter, staking out portions of precious shade for the more well-to-do vendors, while also creating something eye-catching but not painfully bright to draw in new business. Someone stops dead in front of them and begins haranguing a Chadra-fan woman selling power converters and a few other droid parts, while behind her a street food vendor starts calling out more loudly in bad Huttese, trying to advertise his wares over the sound of the arguing.
Kanan scans the area briefly, trying to see what Hera sees, and maybe also to keep an eye out for signs of trouble. It's definitely not difficult to find in a place like this.
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"Lead the way."
He'll do his best to keep pace with her, especially as the crowd density picks up. The colors of the awnings get brighter, staking out portions of precious shade for the more well-to-do vendors, while also creating something eye-catching but not painfully bright to draw in new business. Someone stops dead in front of them and begins haranguing a Chadra-fan woman selling power converters and a few other droid parts, while behind her a street food vendor starts calling out more loudly in bad Huttese, trying to advertise his wares over the sound of the arguing.
Kanan scans the area briefly, trying to see what Hera sees, and maybe also to keep an eye out for signs of trouble. It's definitely not difficult to find in a place like this.