Zaltus shows you out of his office.
"It must be said," Zaltus says. "It is eerie how closely you resemble your sister. I didn't know if you knew."
The datapad outlines that your family lived in the upper city (the towers and such seated atop Cloud City) though in the lower levels, where apartments are cheaper. It also has profiles on each of them.
Your father- Jeric Xi- is a foreman on one of the more successful gas mining platforms. He is the sole breadwinner for your family and is doing decently enough to afford the apartment in the upper city.
Your mother- Melia Xi- is a stay-at-home mother.
Your brother- Dalen Xi- works as an engineer in your father's mining operation.
Your sister- Ailsa Xi- is your twin, and aspiring to join the Wing Guard as a pilot.
This is eerie, Rianna. You have a family.
"No, I didn't know..."
Eerie indeed. Rianna's always known, logically speaking, that she does have a family that she left when the Jedi took her to be trained, but actually being faced with that fact is just really strange for her.
Anyway, she's going to try and not get distracted with that and continue reading what info is there.
No.
One of the guards is stationed at the entrance. When you approach, he escorts you inside. The apartment is on the twentieth floor of this high complex. Even though it is tall, it is still nestled between much taller buildings.
He brings you to the apartment, where two more guards are standing watch. The fourth is inside.
"You must be the Jedi," he says. "Mind your step. They used some sort of cutting tool to open the door. Hardly subtle."
Each room betrays who it belongs to in some way.
Your parents' room has a larger bed, and their wedding picture is on the nightstand.
Your sister's room has posters of cloud cars and recruitment papers on the desk.
Your brother's room is untidy and boyish, clothes strewn about the place.
The fourth room is totally empty with the exception of a single bed and an empty closet...
And now Rianna is entirely weirded out by the fact that she's standing in what must have been her room...
"Can I be alone for a moment?" she asks.
She wants to look around and see if there's anything that may have been left in there...she's half-expecting Rand to have left something for her to find, since he's done that before.
"Of course," the guard says.
You step into the room, with its lavender-painted walls and a single window looking out onto the street below. The bed has not been slept in for a long time, if ever; the mattress is like new. The wardrobe is empty; there is nothing hidden underneath it or behind.
There is nothing in here for you, in the sense that you are thinking.