For her part, Chise could be considered distantly aware that Thrawn had a use for her. The catch was she was completely fine with that. On some level she knew this whole disconnect Eli and others like him experienced meant the playing field had changed.

That Thrawn was too smart to do something on a grand scale. That didn't mind being a pawn, as long as no one else got hurt.

"Hmmm," Chise hummed along the rim of her mug. A listening sound; not dismissive, just letting Eli know she was hearing him and with rapt attention.

"I know you're like me," She said after a long time. "But you're a little bit more like mister Jarrus."

There wasn't a lot Chise could say about a galaxy far, far away. She had seen some of its darkest hours through the eyes of scared boy scarcely her age. Going on that and hearsay was walking a dangerous line.

Could these people even afford to sow dissent in a world that wasn't even their own? War was beyond her, really.

"And Hera and Thrawn are two sides of the same coin."

Then, with all her usual curiosity and bluntness:

"Do you love him?"