There was the tiniest twitch of one of her eyebrows when she spotted the badge. The police force was apparently something similar to the guards back on Alderaan, or so the course she'd taken implied. It was interesting and perhaps a little too coincidental that she was running into a cop now, a few days after she'd taken part in a meeting of rebels for the first time, but she decided not to read too much into it. She knew she hadn't technically done anything wrong, she knew better than to start acting guilty.
"Maybe in a few weeks, I'd like to give it a month at least before I get fired or fed up with my current job. Right now, I'm a light rail driver." She took another drink. "I was a navy pilot before I came here. I thought driving something might help me keep my piloting eye in, I seem to have forgotten about the part where I'm alone in my Y-wing. I am very much not alone on the light rail, I still haven't decided if that is a good thing or not."