[ Susato listens dutifully. She doesn't know what it is that reminds her, but at some point, it clicks like a switch: she should be writing this down. She reaches into hammerspace her kimono sleeves, suddenly pulling out not her network journal, but a normal, everyday notebook.
She starts scribbling bullet points of what she's learned, though talk of the staff seems to make her pause. Leia wielded a staff, too... a longstaff. ]
What was his name again? [ If Beatrix doesn't mind saying so. ]
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hammerspaceher kimono sleeves, suddenly pulling out not her network journal, but a normal, everyday notebook.She starts scribbling bullet points of what she's learned, though talk of the staff seems to make her pause. Leia wielded a staff, too... a longstaff. ]
What was his name again? [ If Beatrix doesn't mind saying so. ]