Embo had been on a planet that had only just gotten under a battle. As he rummaged through the bodies for ammo and loot, he stops at one Clone who seems to be alive.

He aims his crossbow at them, hissing softly before speaking in his native tongue, which translates…

“☌⟒⏁ ⎍⌿(get up).”

Was all that came from his rough native voice as his yellow eyes stare directly at the back of the clone’s helmet covered head… all while his crossbow stays aimed incase the clone tries anything funny.