Jiljoo reluctantly put the restraints back in their place but they remained handy if needed.  She scooped up the patient's clothes ostensibly to get them cleaned and repaired for his recovery, but she also wanted to make sure he didn't have any weapons, at least until she was satisfied he could be trusted.  She returned the cleaned and pressed clothing, admiring how fine they were as she placed them near the medbay station where he slept through the effects of the sedative.  She took a last admiring glance at his features before returning to her own quarters to secure his weapons.  She examined each one, she noticed right away that the disruptor had been fired recently.  Ghastly weapons, she thought, her nose crinkling slightly with distaste as she examined it.  She serviced the unfamiliar weapon with care and resisted the temptation of disassembling it, at least for now.<br/><br/>She visited Alythra to discuss their newest crew member and then headed to the common room.  Sev was not the only one listening to the conversation and Jiljoo had been ready to announce herself but froze when she heard mention of Ghoutta the Hutt.  As she listened she blinked tears away once more then felt a surge of affection for her new Captain and short time owner.  She decided it was time to offer him the trust he clearly deserved.  As Kam talked about the lack of evidence, Jiljoo decided to enter the conversation.  Her clear command of Galactic Basic was a contrast to her usual choppy sentence fragments, her seriousness also contrasted with her usual sing songy tone.  "That is because the only witness died in the crash."  She looked at Nykei, acknowledging their shared confidence from earlier that day, though so much had happened it seemed almost long ago that they had confided in one another.  "But if that is your plan<i>Master</i>, count me in."   Her smile returned as she emphasized the word master, a last vestige of her simple slave act.