Misa smiles. "Droids can make the fabric, though I would like some of the stuff from Naboo. Mistress says I am not ready for such an expense though." And Misa is fine with that. She's seen it and it both thrills and terrifies her to work with it.

"You can tell the difference, but sometimes it is impractical for people to make the fabrics."

She looks up and cocks her head to the side. "I don't know much outside of the house. Dina, Hurog and Karick are my courtesan friends. Dina has a baby, Kik, that I like to play with. Freema runs the kitchen," and it's Freema that Misa misses, as is obvious by the way her tone softens and so does her face. "Jocko is my guard. He's been with me since I was five." She says, softly. Her feet scuff against the ground slightly. "I... don't remember my blood relations, not really."