Misunderstanding

She woke up hours in the night to the ooman sprawled out across her stomach sleeping, she knew she was tall but she wouldn't be treated as a simple pillow... looking to her side she saw it was still raining... and hard.

Within the hour she was carrying him on her shoulder through the rain to her ship, once inside she put him on a bed before heading to heading to the chair of her ship heading to the desert.

Jack sat up looking around and got up from the bed and realized how cold the floor of the ship was.

The yautja set the ship to auto pilot and walked to the ooman looking down at him, he looked up at her. It was silent besides the sound of them gently breathing. "Thanks for the save back there... my name is Jack by the way, yours?" She pointed at her throat shaking her head. "Oh right..." it was awkward for him as she stared down at him, as if her electric blue eyes were boring straight through his head. If this was her normal gaze it was intense...

She walked off back to the front of the ship, Jack followed curious of the view.
Serpents had to be lurking here somewhere... she'd find and slaughter every last one on this planet if she needed to. The female warrior took off the part of her mask protecting her mandibles, Jack stared at her for a moment before looking at the window.

All of a sudden the ship was hit sending it flying down and crashing into the sands of the desert. 2 hours passed as Jack woke up on the female's shoulder.

They were now in a cave as she sat down with him, Now it was cold... was bad luck happening upon them now?