The purple Twi'lek makes her way out into the spaceport, one hand holding a datapad. With her comes a pair of Twi'lek guards of sort, given how armed they are and how much they watch the woman. The datapad is lifted in front of her, and Erah'lien reads the screen briefly before handing it off to one of the two men accompanying her. "It's almost time," she says simply. Hands drop and link behind her as she waits, eyes scanning over the spaceport curiously.