With a blindfold covering her eyes, Martreyea willingly allowed herself to be led by her husband to she knew not where. Shinai had merely come back that afternoon after being absent all morning and said he had a surprise for her. When the family has disembarked the speeder bus, Shinai had covered his wife’s eyes, held his son Arrin by the hand and gave no clues away as to where they were going. “Will I like where we’re going, Dad?” Arrin asked as they stepped into a turbolift, he seemed to have repulsors in his heels from the way he moved. “Why?” Martreyea asked, her eyes were still blindfolded.