"Jobs like that can suck." Selene gave a shrug of her own. "Sometimes those are the only jobs worth taking. Then again, I've been accused of suffering from an adrenaline addiction." Six centuries of fighting Lycans, living on the edge, had probably become her drug of choice. Good thing she'd run across Wookie brandy in this new universe or she probably have to have taken on the First Order single handed.
"Wild Space," she nodded. "Unexplored Territories. If you make it out to Terminus, you'll see hundreds of ships a day coming and going. Many not human, many headed out to places few humans have been. Their home town. A quarter of a century and I've only seen a few of the main streets, a little of the bright lights in those other skys. I'm still trying to hire a few people who aren't afraid to head out into the Dark. Maybe see a few of those other skys for themselves."
"You still have a faint scent of the med facilities about you. Bacta and fresh scars. Thinking of putting that behind you yet, or still getting settled in?"