She absently socks Rial in the shoulder as she looks around the room. The pale green walls, the cheery stuffed creatures, the mobile that will set to tinkling over the crib once they actually get it working, the dresser... She runs her hand over the smooth rail of the crib, slow and considering, wondering if this looks like a room that an Ianna could live in.




"There'll be plenty of noise about giving a princess of Eiattu a Corellian name, you know."

She looks at Rial.

She's grinning.