It was getting late. Eventually Meena found herself back on her ship, sitting in her captain's quarters, unable to get any sleep. She was exhausted, so exhausted, but as soon as she tried closing her eyes, all those bad things about Cyn's baby, Drak, his brother and Kessel would flood into her mind and prevent her from sleeping. They'd bring her to the brink of a panic attack and force her out of bed, just to make sure she was still alive, safe and on her ship. But for once, that wasn't enough to calm her down. She still hadn't heard anything from Ziv, although the woman had sent her a message on her commlink, saying she would inform Meena as soon as she'd find Drak.<br/><br/>Vul hadn't missed the drastic change in Meena's mood. The droid bleeped in a sad and mellow manner, reaching to poke the woman's leg every now and then, asking her what had happened and where Drak was.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Standing at the corner of a blaster shop, Ziv was keeping an eye on the people that walked past her, confident that's she'd be able to recognize the man Meena had described. She wasn't too eager to help a man who had put a friend of hers in prison for seven years, but figured that it was thanks to Drak that she and Meena had met in the first place and the least she could do was offer a bit of help. Part of her was unhappy that Meena hadn't gone through with her deal with Drak, however considering the ghosts that still seemed to haunt the woman, perhaps she needed some time alone to think about things. Perhaps... she could speak to Drak?<br/><br/>Her attention shifted to a table where a man was holding a dice game, the best way to lose all your money on this planet in a blink of an eye. This guy had definitely figured out a way to cheat all his customers, considering how much money he had made. Ziv watched as another potential player pushed his way through the crowd, a rather 'clean' looking man for someone who was on this moon... Wait, clean? She blinked her eyes, suddenly realizing that Meena's description from earlier seemed to perfectly match this man. He stood out, now that she thought about it. His posture, his face, everything...<br/><br/>She certainly didn't expect Drak to steal the tin cup of money. Realizing she wouldn't get a better chance, Ziv pushed into the crowd and managed to grab Drak by his arm, earning a few curse words and insults from the people standing around them. "This way!" She spoke to him fiercely, hoping he would trust her as she pulled him into a side street while the man who had just been robbed kept searching the crowd for him. "Keep running." She told him and matched his pace, still examining him from head to toe and confirming that this was indeed she had been looking for. Meena would be pleased to know everything was alright.<br/><br/>After making it out of the busiest part of the moon, Ziv slowed down and stopped Drak as well. "You're fine now." She looked down to the cup he had. "That desperate? You don't look like you're from around here."