[ it's really an information-gathering mission that brings them out there today. after the recent incidents, the crew is reluctant to let her go anywhere unaccompanied, given the sola has the least fighting experience out of all of them. she still leads he ming through the crowded, uneven city streets on a planet playing host to them for a few days, glancing over her shoulder to make sure the other is still nearby. ]

We're looking for a cafe this cargo captain frequents when he's in between systems, [ she informs him out of the corner of her mouth, taking his arm without much of a thought. the streets as jam-packed and it wouldn't do to lose one of their own, especially under these circumstances.

they need money. they always need money but current circumstances are urgent. and earning a pretty penny doesn't sound so bad. after all, they could use a little ego-boosting. ]

It's a tea shop with a flickering yellow neon sign.