Having finished her impromptu nap during the first part of the Skydance, Codi has settled now into her usual habits of people-watching and, subsequently, nosing her way into their business. Vader is an easy target for this; she has no idea about his machinations for flight, but his jealousy for the hoverboard riders radiates off of him like an aura. This might deter others from wanting to confront him at all. Codi, on the other hand, sees it as a curious puzzle to unlock.

She sidles up beside him on the lawn, flopping into the grass with a drink in her hand and a casual grin on her face.

"Cool show, eh?" Codi hums. "How long do you think they have to train for this kind of stuff? Months? Years? Or do you think it's just natural talent?"