"I don't have any bacta," Hera says, though she stops, and opens the pouch at her hip. There's the handful of dry, wide green leaves she collected earlier, and down at the bottom, four slender bright blue leaves, and closes her fingers around one of these.

(Her blaster may also be visible as she maneuvers around it.)

"Chewing this helps with pain," she says, as she draws out the blue leaf. "It's for if I hurt myself and have to move fast. We give it to humans, too."