She doesn’t have the energy for this. Biting down a growl of indignation, she touches her tongue to her lip and answers his question. Sort of. “No rougher than usual doesn’t make it any less” painful “...trying.”

Oh Force. She glances at him, briefly, before looking away and nodding. “Yes, I got the Mandalore mission.” At least he hasn’t realised why she’s so prickly, yet. “I completed the Mandalore mission. And now I’m returning to my quarters.” By way of the Halls of Healing.