Kya made sense. She and Fel were on the Imperial hit list, and Tatooine crawled with stormtroopers. So, why make the drop there? Of course, the dust ball could have been the contact's home turf, but Fel would keep a thought about it.<br/><br/>The credits were a welcome sight, so Fel scooped them up and stuck them back into the safe. "Here," she said, handing Kya a handful of credits. "We'll need the rest for a new ship on top of a trade on this one." She looked around the hold again. "It's rare, but it's also a piece of junk. If we could find a collector, we'd get a good offer – no, not even then," she laughed.<br/><br/>"Once we hit Florum, you contact your guy or girl, and then we wait for them to meet us." Fel glanced at the bag containing the holodisk. "Assuming they still want the goods, and I think they will, once they pick it up, that's that." The woman toyed with her credits, counting them and separating the Imperial creds from the others. "What then?"<br/><br/>Fel's question was primarily rhetorical, but she did want to hear Kya's response. When talking to the droid only a few moments ago, the girl sounded more scared than angry. If the Imperials knew her name and face, she had every right to be frightened.<br/><br/>"Your<i>friend</i>, Kelvan. What was it he said? Something about stolen Imperial goods." She looked at Kya. "They came looking for you, not me." Fel offered Kya to take a moment and sit down. "Ditching the ship won't be enough. We'll need to change our looks and our ID." Grabbing a clump of hair, Fel shook her head. "I'll have to change this, which took me three weeks to get right." she chuckled sadly. "Maybe, I'll go blonde."<br/><br/>A silence fell over the woman as she plucked at the cornrows in her hair. Neither party mentioned Fel's rather forward comments from earlier. Yet, at the same time, Kya was an attractive woman with a good head on her shoulders, and Charey could do a lot worse.<br/><br/>"Uhm… about what I said earlier, about you." Fel continued to pick her hair. "I meant it, but we're in a tight spot right now." Then, finally, the woman looked up at Kya. "We don't need any more complications."<br/><br/>Fel was lying. A one-night complication sounded great to her, but such things led to emotions, and the Corellian didn't need any of those.