#master assbutt

Loren II: You'd keep me around? I know most of your order tends to get sick of me pretty fast.

Nauri: Really?

Loren II: Hah. Oh, yes. You should ask Master Assbutt about me.

Nauri: Given how tiresome plenty of Jedi can be - and I'm certainly not immune - I don't know how they have room to--Master What now?

Loren II: Bowain-Dar Akkadi. Woobie to some. Master Assbutt to others. A name drop will be all it takes to get him frothing. Good fun, if you're ever bored of meditating.

Nauri: Okay, I'm familiar with that name, at least.

Loren II: But really, I have plenty of acquaintances in the order. They aren't all my sisters.

Nauri: Ha. Shall I pretend, the next time I meet Master Bowain, that I'm under the impression that he's your sister?

Loren II: If you called Woobie my sister, I'd be forever in your debt.

Nauri: It would be kind of hysterical.

Loren II: I will kiss you anywhere you want in payment for that.

Nauri: Really? That settles it then.

Since, if I understand it right,  Narithia's job is mostly to ruin Imperial frontliners' day, and Ellekai's a professional academic who contributes to the actual prosecution of the war because of a couple of wonky Force abilities and stubborn insistence on being of use, their professional interests don't overlap much, but they've got similarly snarky senses of humor and tend to enjoy each others' company when they do get to be social.

That exchange during the RP party where Ellekai and Narithia basically good-cop/bad-copped a young Jedi who was suffering the after-effects of some experimental over-indulgeance was pretty hilarious, and probably typical.