"An Ex-assasin," she told him. It wasn't a big shock to Drak, but it was a bit uneasy for him to hear. In fact with the way she killed those men, if she had said anything other than an assassin, he would have been suspicious. He couldn't imagine a life where one could simply kill without remorse, but she explained that she changed. He was starting to understand what it meant to change as a person. She seemed to have a kind heart, yet she told him she used to be a monster. "You don't seem like a monster to me," he told her. "I hope you find a man that appreciates you for who you are now."<br/><br/>Drak looked over his stomach wound. It was nicely stitched up, and a Bacta patch was being placed over it. Then the man tended to his leg. Drak had to remove his pants in front of Ziv, but tried to not let his embarrassment get to him. Enthir cleaned the wound and patched it up. Then came the part Drak dreaded the most. He held onto the side of the chair as the Enthir snapped his arm back into his socket. Pain shot through Drak, but he tried his best to not look weak in front of Ziv... unsure of why that was important. Drak put his old leather jacket back on, which wasn't too dirty, and tried his best to not move his arm which was still very much in pain. "Thanks for you help, I appreciate everything," he told the doctor. Drak waited for Ziv and her friend to say their goodbyes, and sat back in his chair, making sure to not use his painful arm.<br/><br/>He sat back and looked at Ziv. "I really want to thank you. I don't see an ex-assassin, I see a beautiful and kind woman, trying to make up for her past mistakes," he told her, really trying not to flirt with her, but unable to help it. "I was really lucky to run into you. Regardless I've taken too much time, and I need to find Collaroka, and hopefully he'll lead me, somehow, to my brother. It feels like I'm trying to run and catch a rope that may just break on me and then disappear. I just don't know how to even find the rope."<br/><br/>He looked at Ziv carefully. "I'll understand if you don't want to help me. You've already done more than enough... but if you know how to reach him, or even know someone else who might... I'm lost right now..." His head sunk. He was sure by this point that his brother was long gone. Everything was taking too long. Why did his brother leave such a simple clue? Drak was good, but any investigation takes time. If he only told Drak where he was and how to rescue him, it would have been so much easier. Now here he was, lost in this world of criminals, confused and betrayed.<br/><br/>Icerins don't give up though, not on family.