Chapter 1: The Mines of Trexel

Hira leans back on her chair, though the little sips she takes from the offered drink barely register at all. The Empire mining something down below, yet it wasn't carvanium... or at least, most likely wasn't. This poor sod would probably not get paid anything for the parts the Empire had stolen from him either.

Still, for now she remained quiet, not wanting to potentially upset their talkative friend with her imperial-like accent. Her silver eyes glance over towards Lotus, who is keeping the conversation going perfectly, and gives him and Burns a nod, agreeing with the statement of this having a very 'bad smell' to it.

Lotus takes the visual cues from Hira, and then glances down the street, looking for the others in their speeder.

"Burns, we have some other associates arriving soon. Anything we can do to help you out?"

Lotus keeps an eye out for the rest of the team, as well as staying aleart watching for the imperial contact they were sent here to get intel from.