You approach the conference room where you left the others earlier. It's empty save for Norta, the IsoTech manager for Scrap Heap Point. After reporting the Imperial probe droid, he checks a few things on his screen and rises from his seat.
"Well, then you better come with me, just in case we're out of time." Leading you into the remains of the Correlian corvette and up the turbo lift, he ushers you into the captain's quarters before hurrying off.
Reom lies on the bed as a 2-IB medical droid enters and begins to tend to his leg. He gestures for you to have a seat, pointing to some folded chairs leaning against the wall. He grimaces a bit from the pain as the droid works, and slowly turns to you.
"So, things got a bit exciting while you were exploring the Wheel. Seems that the Sa Nalaor is a lot more popular than I thought. I heard rumors that some of the data might have been copied from the pod before I even received it. When someone gave me this lovely blaster wound when they broke into my office looking for the pod after you left, I decided it was too dangerous to stay.
I came here to hide out, get treatment, and wait for you. You'll have to forgive my multiple deceptions. A secret with secrets, if you will. It certainly has its uses in times like these. Of course, it isn’t perfect."
Shuffling in the bed, looking to get more comfortable, he continues. "I saw your report to Norta. If there is anything else you'd like to share, now is the time. We probably better finish up our negotiations while we have a chance. I must say, things have worked out better than I expected."