She can feel the star's warmth on her skin, its unfamiliar light filtering through her lightly-closed eyelids, casting red-edged shadows of the tiny blood-vessels within. The shadows thrum in time with her heartbeat; it's a bit fast - excitement, trepidation, wonder - but steady. The tension in her drains like water, leaving lightness behind. She opens her eyes, looks once more at the sunset no other person in her world will ever see, and turns to follow Obi-Wan into the airspeeder.

She is walking taller again, her back straight as she steps into the speeder, seeking to set aside Sunshine's wonder and excitement for the Jynna Lora's more experienced and comfortable expectation. If she's to be believable, she has to commit to the part.

("From the feet up, baby.")

"Are we far from our destination?"