Tahiri had spent most of the weekend thus far facepalming at her player's gigantic spazfest holed up in her room, going over plans and hyperspace routes that were just about completely in place now; sensing everyone's discombobulation yesterday hadn't done much to discourage her from staying there.

But she had to get out sometime, in the interest of food that wasn't ramen or preservative-laden snack cakes, because she might as well enjoy the next few meals as much as possible.

She paused on her way out of the dorms to give Leia a smile. "Hey, Leia."

No, Tahiri, run. RUN.