He perks up, momentarily, at 'temple' - but no, that odd resonance that he knows from kyber isn't here, other than the fading sense of the crystal Jyn keeps hung around her neck.
"The fuel is... strong, but the plants, that is stronger, almost like dust at..." He stumbles over the word 'home', manages to swallow it before it makes an appearance... bitter as its taste is. "There are not just humans here." It's almost a question, but he has enough confidence to make it a statement - mostly humans, more humans than on Jedha, but still, there are feet that do not move to a human rhythm, the slide of scales and feathers and other things more sinuous, voices that do not fall in a human pitch.
Trusting in Baze's lead, he walks confidently, head turning to catch nuances of smell and sound, the way the breeze filters in from the outside world.
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Date: 2017-04-01 06:29 am (UTC)"The fuel is... strong, but the plants, that is stronger, almost like dust at..." He stumbles over the word 'home', manages to swallow it before it makes an appearance... bitter as its taste is. "There are not just humans here." It's almost a question, but he has enough confidence to make it a statement - mostly humans, more humans than on Jedha, but still, there are feet that do not move to a human rhythm, the slide of scales and feathers and other things more sinuous, voices that do not fall in a human pitch.
Trusting in Baze's lead, he walks confidently, head turning to catch nuances of smell and sound, the way the breeze filters in from the outside world.