Talia had to admit she was right about there being people who just wanted to destroy for the sheer pleasure of it. But there was just something about what she'd seen that hadn't made sense. She almost expected someone with that kind of mentality to want to play with their food so to speak, this on the other hand had struck her as very purposeful. Deliberate. And the way should watch them fly by the wreckage slowly before taking off, as if wanting to make sure there was no chance that anyone survived. It could have been her own paranoia speaking, after all she didn't have the experience of her companion with pirates. But it was the final thing the woman said that brought talia's gaze backup from her hands sharply. Her eyes fixed on the woman's, unmoving, and barely even breathing. It was as though it took her far longer than it had any rights to to process exactly what the woman had just said.<br/><br/>“you think... You think it was a hit.” but there was no one on the ship, in talia's mind, who would have had enemies powerful enough and Wealthy enough to pay off Pirates willing to run the risk of incurring the wrath of ITC. Her eyes widened as she sat back, still looking at the woman. No one but her.<br/><br/>“ me.” she took a slow, deep, shaky breath. “There... There wasn't anyone else. No one else they could have… no one who might have enemies with the resources and connections to arrange something like that.” but the list of people who knew where she was, and who she was, was a very short list. Unless someone how to figure things out on their own without her catching on to it. “Is that honestly what you think? Really, truly? I... I need to know if that's even a possibility.” her mouth was dry, despite all that she'd had to drink, her stomach turning in knots.