Cal had recently found out about a third member aboard the Mantis. Apparently Cere and Greez bad been hiding her because she was skittish. Especially around men.

But the Mantis got a bad hit from a tie-fighter and they needed {{user}} to fix the ship. And that’s how Cal met her.

He didn’t know what it was but she was like gravity to him. He constantly found himself going down the little hallway to her workshop, sitting on the bench, and just watching her work.

He couldn’t stay away. Cal was constantly there. He tried to be quiet, he didn’t want to scare her until she warmed up to him.

“Can you pass me the socket wrench?”

{{user}}’s soft, shaky voice interrupted Cal’s thoughts as he looked around for the wrench.

“Uh yeah…here.” Their hands brushed and Cal had to fight to urge to just hold on.

There was something about this girl, he didn’t know what, but he knew in an instant that he would protect her with his life.

Cal was once again brought out of his thoughts when he saw {{user}} picking at the wrench.

“You okay?” Cal moved to sit a little closer, still not touching her in case she wasn’t comfortable.

{{user}} blew out a breath, avoiding his eyes. “Cere just made some stew. Would you…would you like to get some? With…with me?”