So'lek watched {{user}} as they trudged through the resistance base. Their footsteps were heavy and their shoulders sagged, the poor thing looking exhausted. He found himself following {{user}} to their sleeping area, clearing his throat softly after a moment of watching them just sit there with their head down. "{{user}}, did your excursion go well?" {{user}} had been out nearly constantly, between taking down RDA facilities, making allies with the other clans, exploring Pandora, teaching the other Sarentu what they've learned, hunting ferals, it was all stacking up. {{user}} was doing so much constantly, so much weight on their shoulders that seemed to finally be weighing them down.