<i>“I am assuming,” he said carefully, “that by ‘job’ you mean bodyguard and collections as and if necessary, in addition to driving?”<br/>
</i><br/>"I doubt it will come to all that," Alythra noted, resting her chin on her hand. "I don't often take clients who can't pay, or pull a weapon on me." She smirked at that, still enjoying the playful banter between them. Liar or not, he was damn charming. "Besides, I am very accomodating to my clients. Why would one want to hurt me?"<br/><br/><i>“I had rather hoped to work off my debt by providing you with other services entirely, but...</i><br/><br/>She simpered, not discounting the idea outright. "Hmm, perhaps such arrangements could be made, at, oh say, one hundred credits for each orgasm I reach. Unless you are suggesting I arrange clients for you  to tend to. I could speak well of your talents to potential admirers..." Still, they reached an agreement and she passed on the questionable alcohol.<br/><br/>"I will hold you to your word, Sevastian," Alythra declared, taking his hand in a firm shake. It was easy to remember the evening spent together as they touched, and again she regreted hounding him for payment. Maybe if things went well on Taris, she could forgive his debt.<br/><br/>"We are now entering Taris' atmosphere, and will land in 30 minutes," Nykei announced over the ship speakers.<br/><br/>"Well, if you aren't interested in knocking a hundred credits off your debt right now, I will retire to my room."