Jiljoo's eyes welled up with tears as she prepared to explain.  She looked gratefully to Nykei as she explained the most difficult part for her.  By the time Nykei had finished she was ready to explain at least one option.  "I can get you close, he will remember me."  She said as one lekku spiraled about Kam's forearm like a serpent, just below the hand on her shoulder.  She squeezed gently in a genuine gesture of affection, not like the playful taunting she normally gave him.  "Ghoutta wanted me for himself, to make me his slave.  Val did what he did to try and save me from him."  She began to fill in additional details of the story.  How Ghoutta had owned Val's swoop bike, his contract, he practically owned Val himself.  Jiljoo had still been technically free, but Ghoutta controlled everything on Taris, whether he owned it or not.  He had threatened to take Jiljoo from Val and to prevent it he had agreed to throw a race.<br/><br/>"After the crash..."  Jiljoo struggled to keep the tears from streaming from her face.  "...I stowed away on this ship.  I ended up a slave anyway but at least not to Ghoutta."  A smile returned to her face as she looked up again at Kam.  "Then you won me!"  She said, spontaneously throwing herself against him in an embrace that was short but passionate.<br/><br/>"If you take me to Taris and play my Master convincingly, it will get you and your..."  she looked around at the parts of the crew in the room "...and your entourage, close enough."  She already had the makings of a plan in her head, but she knew Kam wouldn't like it.  She kept it to herself for the time being, at least wanting him to know that what he desired was possible, even if the price might be high.  She also doubted Alythra would willingly sign up for what she had in mind and it was damn hard to keep a secret from that beautiful Zeltron.