Sairin Bedwen looks down at the small man, " I'm Sairin, from Dathomir." Cal looked over to the Irodonian / Zabrak that stood before; it seemed the horns held up the hood that was meant to cover the man's head. However, it was difficult to read the expression of the man before him; the dark markings seemed to shield such things. However, Cal bowed his head and replied in a greeted tone, "Greetings, traveler. Welcome to the NOJ enclave on Chandrila. I am Cal." Sairin Bedwen bows his head, "Mourn him I do not, miss him I do not. Honor him I do."