The older girl is looking fixedly at the wriggling droid, but just for a few seconds, then she steps to keep herself between the smaller girl and the view, deliberately looking away and focusing on anything else.
Thrawn appears not to notice anything at all, disturbed neither by the RA-7 droid's humanoid wriggling, nor by the half-full cart of droid arms and legs that some careless engineer left in the corridor. He does note the latter, though, as judicious chastisement can prompt improved performance, and this level of mess is unacceptable on his ship.
"Two more corridors," he murmurs to Syndulla, not looking over at her as he does so. "There will be vac suits in the shuttle, for emergencies. None will be small enough for the girls, but there may be a few for trainee cadets that will do."
This, of course, is when the blue lights on the wall that were previously signaling a drill go out.
"Ah," Thrawn observes, mildly. "Perhaps we might wish to pick up our pace."
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Thrawn appears not to notice anything at all, disturbed neither by the RA-7 droid's humanoid wriggling, nor by the half-full cart of droid arms and legs that some careless engineer left in the corridor. He does note the latter, though, as judicious chastisement can prompt improved performance, and this level of mess is unacceptable on his ship.
"Two more corridors," he murmurs to Syndulla, not looking over at her as he does so. "There will be vac suits in the shuttle, for emergencies. None will be small enough for the girls, but there may be a few for trainee cadets that will do."
This, of course, is when the blue lights on the wall that were previously signaling a drill go out.
"Ah," Thrawn observes, mildly. "Perhaps we might wish to pick up our pace."