"Not a problem, Captain," Ryshana replied. "Just give me a minute to make my lightsaber a bit less obvious."
Pulling out a metal contraption, Ryshana fussed with it a bit as she placed it around her right upper leg. Then, she placed the lightsaber into a special slot that made the whole contraption resemble a mechanical leg brace. "There we go. If we meet anybody in Theed and they ask about my leg, we'll just call it an 'old back injury' and be done with it. Anyways, I think its your turn to lead the way."
See the struggle of the faithless lot as they negate their time
How low to sink to the depths of their frame of mind