Zinda's thread, Return to Derilyn, and beyond...
As tense as she is, Zinda jumps a mile when Eoghen comes up behind her. "Eeeeek!" That was a mistake; the last thing she needed was more attention. She whirls around and blushes as she realizes another officer is behind her. "Sorry for the shriek " she manages to squeak out. But it was even worse than this, since he was clearly an officer and she didn't recognize him. She could not have chosen a worse time to meet a new officer. “I… I’m Zinda. Umm, in spite of what it looks like, I’m one of the TIE pilots” she introduces herself shyly. “I... I don't normally dress like this” she adds lamely.
The offer of his jacket was very gallant and set Zidna's heart aflutter. "That's very kind, sir." Actually, she didn't know if he qualified as a sir, since he probably didn't outrank her, but it was impossible for Zinda to think about her rank when she was dressed up like a Hutt’s slavegirl. “Well, I was just heading down to the galley to get lunch for some of the senior officers. If you’d escort me, I’d be grateful.”
She turns around, embarrassed, when she hears the marine’s chuckles behind her. That draws a further blush when she realizes Kenth is there. The opinion of the marines didn’t really matter, but Kenth was her flightmate and she cared a lot what he thought of her. “Umm, hi, Kenth. This is Eoghen. He’s new” she says awkwardly, as though that were the only unusual thing about the situation.