notconflicted | Coruscant- Thursday

Sia woke up on Coruscant after a couple days in a bacta tank, and immediately she wanted to be caught up. She wanted numbers, she wanted to know how things looked, she wanted to know who made it and who didn't. They told her the Sith were gone from the galaxy, that Wredd had always hated the Sith and arranged all of this to exterminate them, which would leave only himself to be killed. Sia didn't entirely buy it. Thousands of years of intermittent fighting had proven that there were always Sith; this was just a break until they popped up again.

She'd take it, anyway.

Otherwise she mainly got to lay there. When you were one of the leaders of the galaxy and had just taken a cauterizing weapon to the chest they didn't seem to be in a rush to let her go from the hospital right away, and there wasn't much she could be done from here. So for now, she'd gotten the bed positioned so that she could sit up and breathe better, and the news was on as a distraction when it reality it only had her thinking more.

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"Which sounds like just another day in your life," she pointed out, but admitted, "I'm glad you came."

"You getting stabbed in the chest with a lightsaber? No, that one doesn't happen every day," Atton joked, covering up his worry with a few more layers of sarcasm. "Glad to see you're not dead or replaced with a droid impersonator."