Ilanah's gaze trailed to the unpacked suitcase that was laying on the barely used bed. She pulled herself to her feet before she unzipped the suitcase and started pulling her clothes out of it. It was obvious that she was not much of a casual dresser, but she did spend a majority of her time in the public eye at the museum. Or...she did.....Ilanah wrinkled her nose for a moment as she thought about what was going on back on Corellia. Surely people were worried. But she wondered what they thought happened to her. She shrugged it off and tried not to think about it. Her interest in returning had waned. As she hung her clothes up in the small closet, her thoughts trailed to Kal. Oddly, she liked him, perhaps more than she should have. And they had kissed, which made her feel slightly awkward now, but she tried to ignore it when she was around him. She wasn't sure if he was interested or not. As far as she knew, she was really just there because of her education and because he needed the help. But, he had kissed her back so that could mean otherwise. Ilanah knew she was over thinking it, but she couldn't help it.
Ilanah finished with her clothes and slid the suitcase under the bed before she gathered up her new, old books and sat down on the bed and smoothed down the puddle of black silk skirting that dripped around her in inky waves.
