Kaya glanced over in his direction and resisted the urge to tell him to mind his own business. It may be a huge station but the community on it was tiny, there was no use holding deep grudges over something he'd never been part of.
"Smuggling and free trading, mostly on the rim. If the price was right or I had information on my family I'd make a run to the border between the Republic and the Sith Empire, do some trading and searching."
A shrug. "I grew up on a station like this. Well, not just like this. But a big trading hub. My family ran a ship repair business. We could repair or rebuild anything from a snubfighter to a corvette or big bulk freighter, no problem." It didn't hurt as much to talk about them these days, the attack had been a long time ago and she'd run out of solid clues a few years before she'd been brought to the island.
She wasn't sure she wanted to know the details of what sort of work he'd specialized in before coming here.