Kat's eyes narrowed when the man next to him ignited the foul smelling concoction packed into his pipe, the pungent odor slowly wafting through the room. Smells ... well, the Trianiii's strongest sense was his sense of smell. When he had first left Onderon, he had the great misfortune of traveling with a Wookie who disdained showers or bathing, hair matted and reeking of rot and foulness.
The scent was overpowering, it caused Kat to almost lose his balance in his seat. Placing his hand on the bar itself, the large hand splayed out as he steadied himself, focusing his green eyes on the bird and it's fish. Birds. Perhaps the only animal that Kat had a genuine distaste for. Dogs were loyal, cats ingenious, and there were hundreds if not thousands of other species in between.
But, for someone reason, anything that could fly always deemed it proper to shit on you.
Thankfully, Oln made his presence known, and banished the man and his horrid smelling substance and foul companion. Despite the fact that they were both from Onderon, they had very different opinions on propriety and etiquette.
"Thank you." his voice resonated with warmth, almost a purr at the man for ridding the place of the stench. Crinkling his nose, he hacked a bit, still trying to get rid of the lingering after effects of the stench.
Studying the Miraluka for a moment, he pondered the way in which he choose to word his reply. The man hid something behind his bravado and fast talking. A life that seemed, from every angle, happy and blessed. But was that happiness he saw in the man's soul?
"If you can explain it, to a ... overgrown cat, I would be quite interested to listen."