Caimeag purses her lips and goes into the cockpit. She checks everything, and the ship hums to life and lifts. She walks back out when she’d landed the ship. “How much?”
Caimeag watches him leave and frowns. “Definitely a force user. Jedi by the way he was acting. I need to find him, but I don’t even know his name,” she mutters to herself as she packs the ship.