She was waiting to hear slaves or something less savory, but for now, that wasn't bad. Carol smirked a little, leaning on her elbows as she studied the other woman carefully as if deciding what her next move should be. "Sounds like you kept yourself pretty busy. Afraid it's not quite as exciting here, though."
Carol leaned back on her feet and picked up the mug again. Kenobi? She shook her head.
"I know him. Keeps to himself. Comes by every so often, but seems to prefer hanging out with people from his own universe." She took a drink. "I'm going to guess you know him and you're from where he's from. You a Jedi, too?"
Carol made sure to keep her ear to the floor. She knew a thing or two about how the others referred to themselves around here and what they could do. It felt like the next best thing to having a patrol.