<b><i>Lucky Hand</i>, Medbay</b><br/><br/>Kam chuckled as he shook Alyrhra’s hand, giving her his most charming smile. “No harm in it, Lady Alythra,” he said, his hand a little rough against her smooth skin. “I’m glad your, uh, associate didn’t bite the dust, thanks to your skill.”  He looked over at the other man when he spoke, offering a mildly confused look. If this man wasn’t Iantho Halfri, just who was he? Clearly an imposter, a fraud, but who?<br/><br/>Nykei’s question brought the captain out of his mental musings, and he turned to face the scarred pilot. “Y’know, I think she had something goin’ with the last captain. She wanted a package of spice from the secret store in the cargo bay,” he said. “She seemed like she wanted somethin’ a little extra, too, but she took off with Larasen before I could find out.” He frowned, crossing his arms and leaning against the medbay doorway. “Dunno where they are, and I’m not gettin’ anything from Lar’s comlink.”