Eniko watched in awe as the cups righted themselves and the drinks acted of their own accord to return to their vessels. Her jaw dropped slightly as she turned back to look at the man before her, utterly confused and not entirely sure what it was she had gotten herself into. She wanted to ask just what he had done, if it had even been him that accomplished the feat, but before she could open her mouth his words of warning weighed heavily on her shoulders. The young woman caught a hint of something in his voice when he said that drinking helped him to forget how his life had turned out, which made her all the more curious about the stranger seated before her. "Tell you about my...?"she leaned in toward him slightly, wondering why he had suddenly trailed off on her. When he lifted his hood up she looked over her shoulder to see the Republic Troops passing through the bar, looking patrons over and asking them questions. With a gulp Eniko turned back to Starkiller, more than a little nervous and concerned. She didn't know if the troops were there for her, or if they were looking for someone else. She wanted to get up and run, but that would cost her both the credits she had given this man and her only real shot at getting the hell off of this wretched planet. With a very slow and deep breath, Eniko bit her lip and followed Starkillers suggestion to try and remain calm. There was a sharp pain as her teeth clamped down on the tender flesh of her lower lip, and her heart beat out a heavy rhythm but she continued to sit there with her eyes closed and take several more deep breaths as though waiting for a signal from her hopefully would be savior...