Skora had been through several matches earlier that day after recalibrating her her dart gun that she used to both heal her teammates and hurt her opponents. Her violet gaze flickers at the sound of footsteps and the Rodian turns her gaze to you. You had slept all day but right now you just looked well rested.

"You hungry?"

You and Skora had been together the past three or four years. The Rodian medic had taken you under her wing after finding you injured and alone.