Kytana could probably get away with a lot, she was her daddy's little girl and just the sort of confident person that did whatever they wanted--except the whole Jedi thing. That was her great foible.
"Have you been up to anything? We don't talk much," she said as her fingers rubbed against one another to brush off the sand, then pushed through her hair to put it behind an ear. "I had to rebuild my motorcycle practically from scratch."