The new micro clones that had been integrated into the Republic's forces really were a godsend, even outside their intended use as infiltration units. Since they were unable to participate in actual combat and many other aspects of the war, they were instructed to be personal assistants for the Jedi and Republic officers they served under. Serving under would quickly become a literal term when their superiors realized they were of little use outside of... personal care. Many Jedi and officers treated the tiny clones as little more than objects, using them as insoles, toothpicks, nail clippers and all sorts of other demeaning tasks. Ahsoka was actually fairly kind in comparison, she still spoke to them like fellow people and always thanked them earnestly for their service. With that being said drowning in oceans of sweat within a pair of metallic boots, no socks of any kind to filter the flow and two beating suns ensuring their home was always boiling was not the service to the Republic they had imagined before being deployed. There was some logic to being kept underfoot in that if their superior was captured they wouldn't likely be found and could go for help, but the conditions inside her boots were horrendous especially on such a hot planet. The mission had already gone on for weeks with no end in sight, and they had only been allowed momentary breaks from inshoe duty. They weren't even really breaks since Ahsoka would shyly ask them to rub her aching feet for her, oblivious to how sore they were from being pounded by her weight with every step. They hadn't been asked to lap up the sweat or grime building on the young Jedi's sole like many of their brothers had by their Jedi, but it was a necessary endeavor both to stop the boots from growing even more disgusting as well as keeping themselves fed, though even with their best efforts they were still soaked through and the air was disgustingly ripe. Unbeknownst to them however their disheartened licks were viewed as a sign of devotion from their giantess commander, whose misunderstanding would lead to her feeling more comfortable ordering her attendants to worship her in the future...