Phae offered only the beginning of a smile, as though she might give him more if there was a further incentive. Of course, what qualified as an incentive for a potential hostage wasn't closer contact or softer voices. His eyes gave him away, hungry and predatory as they traveled her figure time and time again. It was almost as if Jack couldn't help himself, and perhaps in some ways, Phae could relate. It was in her nature to stand statue still while a dominant figure assessed her, dragging lurid lenses top to bottom until he had a firm grasp on the overall encompassing presence offered by her company.<br/><br/>Far from naive, Phae knew what her best bargaining chip was in all this chatter. "You know, I-" But someone thought it important to interrupt, and while Jack traded commentary over the commlinks, the Auroun let her attention flicker away momentarily. Her cat was bred for obedience, biologically altered to be clean and quiet, vocal only when he considered there a reason to be. Too damn smart for any pet, but Phae reasoned that he was a gift, and she could be a friend rather than an owner. It never left her thoughts, really. Slavery of the Auroun, their genes in every sort of genetic cocktail high-end space-barons could afford, harassing their fiefdoms with wave after wave of super soldiers capable of all variety of war.<br/><br/>It brought a wave of nausea rising in her stomach before she swallowed hard and fast. This wasn't the time for sentimentality or fear.<br/><br/>Tearing her sights from the beds, Phae smirked for Jack when he pressed closer to where she stood. Digits tending to her stray strands, his fingers careful as they teased the flesh right above her pulse. Naturally, this earned a pleased hum from the woman's throat, openly approving his touch even if to do so was dangerous. How much more danger could Phae put herself in to? She had stolen a ship to proceed with abandoning her monotonous way of life, shot herself into space with only the vaguest notion of what she wanted to happen, and ended up in the custody of the Empire with one of their own overseers there to take a liking to her. One might question how a woman so humble might have the audacity to envision a future as great as she did, but Phae knew in her heart of hearts that every dream took sacrifice and dedication.<br/><br/>Really, Phae had so much to offer but even more to gain, so every advance Jack made lessened her resolve. First with her back, and now with the hand planted on her hip, her mind raced with all the things she would rather be doing than taking a guided tour. His warmth was calling to her, beckoning as his tone invited more from their walk than just a sneak peeks at Imperial ingenuity. She found herself blinking away layers of fantasy before issuing a slow nod of acceptance. "Alright," and with his request obliged, Phae added softly, "but I'm getting tired so I would like to get some rest when we're done...<i>Okay</i>?" She wasn't fooling anyone with such an obvious lure, practically saving him a place with her in bed, but Phae had had a long day thus far and she would rather go with what was practical than with more dangerous thoughts.<br/><br/>"I can't have you keeping me out all night. That wouldn't be very responsible for either of us."