Ziv arched a brow to his response at her joke, but let it slide for now. At least she had got a reaction out of him and it was good enough for now. He admitted he was from Coruscant, which wasn't by any means new information to the woman who knew exactly who he was and how he had got there. "Should have guessed from your accent." She said and smiled. "You really are far from home and not exactly in the most hospitable place in the Galaxy." And since he was a security officer, he probably felt extremely uncomfortable in his current situation. No wonder he left out that part for her in the first place. That also proved to her that he wasn't quite trusting her yet. "You still haven't given me your name." Ziv reminded him.<br/><br/>She assessed the situation fairly quickly as he explained to her where he was hurt. Honestly, Meena was the better doctor in this case, but there was no way Ziv could just grab Drak's arm and bring him to her, considering the situation. She woudn't be able to treat him completely, which meant that they'd have to think of an alternative once Ziv would finish with first aid. She carefully removed his torn bacta patch and pressed her hand against his wound to block the bleeding for a moment. "Sorry if this hurts." She apologized. "I can't fix you permanently. However, I do know a few nice people on this moon who would gladly do that." Ziv placed a new and clean bacta patch on his wound and then moved to his leg, spreading some salve on his blaster burn.<br/><br/>"Don't move." She adviced when he screamed in pain. "You'll hurt yourself more by doing so. How did this happen to you exactly?" Ziv had met Vince once in her life before when searching for Meena after they had got out of Kessel and she knew just how brutal the man could be. The fact that he was now dead was a relief, she had never liked the people Meena associated with, both inside and outside Kessel. Perhaps she knew all these terrible people precisely because she preferred to keep her potential enemies closest to herself. Ziv gave another warm smile to Drak. "I know it's difficult to trust me now and I'm not going to ask that from you or take my word for it. But I hope you'll come to understand that not everyone here is bad to the bone. Most of the people here have just stopped caring because they've lost everything that ever mattered to them."<br/><br/>Once done with his leg, she made sure his torso wound was still properly covered while Drak told her a shorter version of Meena's story. Ziv blinked her eyes when he mentioned Collarroka and she lifted her gaze to meet his eyes. "Collarroka? You must be out of your mind. No sane person would ever look for him." She looked back down to his wound and decided to trust her patch at least until they would get to her apartment. Drak then mentioned Meena, but not by her name and Ziv carefully wrapped her arm around his healthy one, attempting to find a grip that would best support him. She laughed slightly at his words. "What did you do to make a woman hate you to the point of her wanting to kill you?" Ziv asked with an amused smile.<br/><br/>She tightened her grip on his arm and pulled him up on his feet, slowly but surely. Once he was somewhat upright, Ziv wrapped her other arm behind his back to support him further and put his other arm around her neck. "Hang in there for me. I'll call a friend once we get to a safer place. He'll fix you like a professional." She gave him another calm, reassuring nod and took a few tentative steps to see how well he could keep up with her and how much she could support him. Drak then inquired about who he was remind her of and she couldn't help but to laugh, partly because of how much fun she was going to have with this and partly because of the shock he'd be possibly able to see on his face once he found out about her.<br/><br/>"A very good friend." Ziv replied finally. "Once upon a time I went to prison for six years and I met my friend there. You two are very similar... you both push people away due to mistrust, you both seem to think like you can take on the Galaxy on your own and you both are extremely stubborn. At least, judging from what I can see from you right now." She looked over to Drak. "We were inmates for six years, but I haven't seen my friend since. The fact that I met you, however... maybe it's a sign. Maybe I'll meet my friend soon." Of course, this wasn't much information and she doubted he was focused enough to connect the pieces as early as this. Perhaps that was for the best right now, but she couldn't resist dropping hints. Ziv had always loved playing mind games and this was no exception.