Exploring part of the Witch-King's tomb had been informative but not entirely fruitful just yet. It was an extensive complex, by all accounts, and other work had called them away. But now there was time. Particularly as Nakoa believed they'd found hints of even more of worth hidden in the depths. Not just for himself or Arla, but for Apex. Time and effort would tell.
And maybe he just liked spending time with Arla and exploring the galaxy. It could be both.
A camp had been arranged around the main entrance they'd previously found. As always, Nakoa was busy arranging little wood-and-bone totems around a far perimeter. 'Wards' they'd called them, but they hadn't really come into play in a good, long while.
"I suspect this will be an interesting experience," he commented airily in Arla's direction. That wasn't sarcastic or anything, either. Nakoa was genuinely excited so see what Force-wrought nonsense the Witch-King had woven through his dwelling. And, of course, the prizes to be won when the threads were cut.
@Phoenix