SCaT it rather hard to find the folks who he was looking for, but when he did, they were gathered in a building called 'a nursing home'. What luck, from what he has found in a dictionary nursing is what mothers do with newborn babies so maybe they are meeting with new blood who will have heard the great words of Count Dooku.

Having found their way to one location SCaT came across a building that was set aside due to its protection from the elements of the lower city. Within, many of the more compromised individuals rested and kept to caring for their health with young attendants doing what they could to make people comfortable.

Tyllia had been traversing from one place to another when it had noticed a familiar sight. A strange sight, given the locale. That droid was, what was it... in reclamations? Violent reclamations; salvage operations. Something along those lines. By the looks of it, the building the droid had just entered was *not* the kind of place where it could perform any of those functions.

And then she remembered how casually the droid had spoken to the other one, back on the ship. Upsetting the passengers with its open talk of war protocols and what not.

It was all the reason she needed to follow the droid, to see what it was up to; something she attempted to do without being noticed by the machine.

Stealth?: 1eP+1eA+1eS 0 successes

SCaT takes a good minute to look around at the conditions to see if the elderly are being well taken care of or not. After all, these people are physically unable to fight back and may or may not be of sound enough mind to understand their situation. It waits by the entrance, looking for another who is willing to go in with him, and finds that one lady from the ferry who reprimanded it for speaking openly about the CIS.

Why is it just... waiting there? She thought it was going to go in further, but now Tyllia is stuck right around the corner, peeking around it as she waits for the droid to move.

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SCaT takes a good minute to look around at the conditions to see if the elderly are being well taken care of or not. After all, these people are physically unable to fight back and may or may not be of sound enough mind to understand their situation. It waits by the entrance, looking for another who is willing to go in with him, and finds that one lady from the ferry who reprimanded it for speaking openly about the CIS.

Folk seem to be as well taken care of as they can in the current situation.

Good, if these people are well taken care of, that means this planet still has hope for a better future. With that, SCaT enters the building proper and finds a patient to have a conversation with.

And Tyllia; under the mistaken impression she is doing a good job tailing the droid; follows from a distance.

One of the people tending those here steps up first, looking over the droid suspiciously for a moment. She's a young woman, a Twi'lek with a headband that denotes her as a nurse. When she speaks she speaks with a heavy Rylothian accent, "Can I help you? Do you need something?"

"Yes, I was told with age comes wisdom and i figured it would be a wise idea for me to come keep some of these folks company. Do I need to follow some sort of protocol to do so?"

Could this be some sort of assassination protocol? Glitch in the droid's programming having him track down a target from the war; now an old individual with no more part to play in galactic politics? What else could the B1 possibly want here?

She continued to try and follow the droid without being seen...

...even if she'd already been seen.

With a glance around at those here and then back to the droid she thought, and then gave a nod, "Come," she said simply and would lead him into a small room off to the side. Within this room she instructed him on a few ways he could sanitize himself for when he would interact with the people here, though it was a little awkward at points to determine how a droid like him could manage.

However, eventually, they were successful enough and she even added a little rundown about a few of the regulars and how an approach could be made that was more likely than not to get them talking. But once she'd given him the quick rundown she was back on her way, busying herself with tending to those here was constant work.

It's actually surprisingly easy to sanitize a droid, after all they don't have to worry about eczema or 'toxicity' so it could just take a disinfectant from its tool kit and just pour it over him. After that the advice given to speak with these elderly was simply to actually treat them like human beings and get them started on a topic that they can simply reminisce on. Like, say for example how droid manufacturing was back in the days of Prime Chancellor Vallorum?

Tyllia continued to follow; at this point she was invested enough to keep going. She even did the whole sanitizing thing, just in case some of the staff saw through her magnificent stealth attempt.

(Insert generic conversations about how if you're not uber rich you have no say in galactic politics. Yay capitalism)