Jedi Academy

With the rest of the day free of group activities, Esla decided to do some exploring around Dewbright and found herself drawn to the harbour. She didn't exactly have a destination in mind at first, following the length of the docks as it brought her to one ship to another. Eventually, it brought her to an arched bridge that gave her a better view of the ships entering and leaving the harbour. She watched comfortably from the bridge, resting her arms on the railing.

"Heya, Aina." Silas called to the blonde girl as he started tromping up the bridge. Ships were pretty cool, and honestly not something he got to see much of on Coruscant, so he had made his way to the docks.

He had been poking around trying to not irritate any crew members when he had seen the pretty girl and decided to say hi. They had never really talked that much before, and this seemed a good time.

Esla didn't quite catch the name being called out to her but thankfully Silas didn't have to catch her as she was standing in one place. She blinked when he approached and gave him a faint smile. A part of her wasn't entirely sure he was referring to her directly so she didn't want to do the embarrassing thing of acknowledging him when he was calling someone behind her. That might have happened a few times when she bothered speaking up first. However, she did at least recognize him from that night mission.

"Out exploring?" He asked as he neared the shorter girl, it seemed rather likely but Silas didn't really wasnt to make assumptions. He did let his eyes drift out over the harbor though before looking back at Esla. "This seems to be a rather nice spot for it."

She gave a glance behind her and beside her to make sure that Silas wasn't talking to someone beside her. Her answer eventually gave in an enthusiastic nod with a small shrug to show that she was exploring for the fun of it. After the early morning trip, she didn't exactly feel the need to leave Dewbright again.

She really didnt seem to talk all that much, but that didn't seem to bother Silas too much as he found a place near the young woman and leaned against the railing.

"So is this your first time seeing a island too, Aina." He asked shifting to look at Esla, just to make sure she knew he was addressing her.

Esla tilted her head curiously at Silas. There was that name again, maybe this was a case of mistaken identity. She frowned faintly before speaking up finally. "I'm Esla...and I guess this is my first time being at a place with this much water. It's different."

"Of course you're Esla." Silas replied with a grin. "Just like I'm Silas. Aina is just your nickname." He continued with a serious nod. , a look of apprehension crossing his features a moment later.

"Do you dislike it?" HThe young man asked a little worried.

"Uh," Esla said after a quick few blinks of bemusement at Silas. She slowly glanced off and shook her head. "...No, I guess not."

"...what makes me an Aina?" She eventually posed curiously after a beat.

His lips curled into a bit of mischievous smile. "I usually say that's it's a secret."

"But I suppose its because you kinda make me think on Titania." He answered anyways. She likely wouldn't recognize the faerie queen from corellian lore anyways.

"Oh..." Esla murmured in realization, despite not knowing what he was talking about. Would it be a dumb question ask what that meant?

"Usually? Does that mean that you have different names for everyone?"

"Yup, people have different ideas of what she would look like. But I always pictured her as regal and blonde." The young man said in explanation.

"Nicknames? Yeah! I've given one to all the trainees." Though most didn't seem to quite understand why. "Thought about giving some to the Masters too, but it didnt seem proper."

"Thank you..." She said with a sheepish smile at Silas. That was a compliment paid to her, she was sure.

"I don't think the Masters would take too well to that," she shook her head as she turned her sights to the ships that were floating through under the bridge. "Okay, then what do you call Eir?"

"Eir? I call her Pixie." It was probably easy enough to guess why on that one. "I wonder if she would let me make some cute pixieish clothes for her sometime."

He seemed to be talking to himself as he continued. "I think Que would really like it if she wore something cute."

"Who's Que?" After a beat, she backtracked to something that caught her interest. "You make clothes...?"

"Taime is Que, or rather Que is Taime." Did it really matter how he said it? Likely not.

"Yeah! Well, armor mostly and costumes." He flashed the young woman a broad smile. "Some of the stuff I designed is supposed to be in a music video!"

"Oooh..." she said with deflated realization. Usually, when people gave nicknames, it had to do with something they did, looked or in their name. She crossed her gloved fingers in thought and perhaps concluded that she wasn't going to be able to keep track of all the meaning Silas's nicknames.

She gave Silas a small smile. "That sounds pretty neat. And you do work for music videos too? What are your costumes like?"

"Yeah, it was hard to think up a nickname for him, but I think I did well. He's a pretty boy after all so it fits." Further explanation was left unsaid though as she asked her next question.

"Well, if was part of a contest I placed well in." His lips curled into a rueful smile. "So it's not like the requested me. As for what type? I suppose that depends on what I feel like making."

His eyes sparkled with excitement. "Did you want me to make you something?"

Esla gave a surprised look as she was taken aback for the question. She took a step back from the railing, turning slightly so that she paid more attention on Silas now. "Oh, uhm...I guess I was just a bit curious about what you made and could make. It's nice that you were part of a contest...maybe I could see some of your outfits?"

"Sure!" He grinned as he took out his datapad. "I dont really have any on me, so all I really have is pictures."

"Oh, and a few design sketches." He looked at the datapad and started to flick through a couple of files, perhaps trying to find something that Elsa would like.

"Oh! You probably saw my armor already, so let's go with what I made valee." He said as he pulled up a picture. "She needed something to dance in."

"I really think I want to try and make something cute next though."