Dear Diary,

I got a comm from Kendil the other day that he needed a ride to Tattooine. I told him that I was away with Sara. I got another comm that he needed a ride, so I picked him up. Afterall….he was stranded it seemed.

He had an inccident with Jabba, his leg was messed up pretty good. I took a look at it and patched it up for him, it had been festering for a while.

I like Kendil, but….well….

I don't quite understand how I get into these little situations so frequently, nor how I seem to be of interest to most of my commrades. I mean, it's not like I am the only female in the rebellion.

Anyways, on my last mission with Kendil I slipped up. I thought he stopped breathing and gave him mouth to mouth, but he was fully conciouss at the time. He asked me about it, but I had nothing to say really….

He also asked me to dinner. I thought it was for patching him up, and after hearing that he didn't eat much or get a home cooked meal often I offered to cook for him. Well….I know, to someone other than me it must have seemed obvious….it does to me now too.

So, I didn't think it was a date, but apparently he did. When his hand wound up resting on my thigh I caught on to the situation and had to turn him down.

Needless to say he's currenly on my ship as we are on the way back to the Discovery after me picking him up from Tattooine. I suppose it's rude of me to hide away here in my room, but…well….I think it's for the best right now.

I am calling this an unlucky situation that seems to be a reoccurance. Maybe it's a combonation of me being slow and them pressing the advantage? Kedil kinda came onto me again as I patched up his leg. I thought telling him I was married would be enought but I guess not. His response?

'What's that got to do with anything?'

Why do they all say that? I guess it's something I am oblivious too. Why can't Sara or Chimera ever have this problem? In my eyes they are much prettier.

I told he we could just be friends, and he asked why we couldn't be friend with benifits. I didn't know what to say to that, so here I am feeling like I'm stuck in the brig of my own ship. I can't wait to get back to the Discovery.

Maybe Taylor can offer me a little advice?

-At my wit's end

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