COCKPIT OF THE MILLENNIAL, SKIES ABOVE CORUSCANT
"Yeah, yeah, I'm okay," Perdante said quickly. "I think I'm about to experience an inconvenient event that I do every twenty-eight days." She winked at Fara. Being a woman herself, she would know exactly what the Jedi was talking about. "Other women are lucky. They only get cramps and bad moods. I get fatigue and tremendous heat flashes. It's nothing to worry about." Yet, even as she said this, Perdante knew it was more than that. She wasn't exactly lying, but...
Why worry the captain? So small a thing, unimportant to the mission at large.
Or was it? The Knight vowed to heal herself through the Force if this kept up.