She reached up to tip her hat just a fraction, a polite little gesture followed by a nod of the head. She took a few steps, the last of them almost a skip, walking past the former Sith and down the street. A few more steps, and the click of her heels was gone. The faintest tingling of sound was on the wind, almost like clinking glass.

If he looked over his shoulder, she was nowhere to be seen. Only natives as far as the eye could seen, all of them dressed in the same white.