Ziv rolled her eyes and sighed, eying the credits on the floor. Eventually she picked them up and threw them to the other side. "If I wanted money, I'd be doing very different services right now. Look, I know you don't know me, but I don't really know you either. All I know is that you clearly are not from around here and that you don't seem like a bad person." She smiled slightly. "I don't rob people. That's far from my expertise. But enough about me. You're injured and this area isn't going to be safe in a few hours." Ziv approached the wall while listening to the conditions Drak was setting for her and they seemed more than fair. She really had no desire to hurt him, why would she when there was so much more to gain from him? And of course, Meena would skin her alive if something happened to Drak. That woman did have a bad temper...<br/><br/>She climbed the wall with ease, having had to do these kinds of things most of her life. Ziv jumped down and landed on her feet, eying Drak who was in a puddle of mud, pointing a blaster towards her. This guy was indeed something. "That's a fair deal." She responded to his conditions and noticed how he was examining her, a smile touching her lips. "Want a hologram of me? Or maybe you haven't seen a woman for a little while? How far away from home are you exactly?" Ziv tilted her head when he presented her with his own questions concerning her motives. He was a smart one, which was probably why he had been able to arrested someone like Meena. What Ziv still couldn't understand was why Meena felt so negativily about Drak. It wasn't like her seven years of prison were his fault. She could only blame herself, just like Ziv.<br/><br/>"As I said, you remind me of someone I met some years ago." She explained. "There's nothing in it for me. Well, aside from your charming company. When I saw you back there, I couldn't help but to do something." For now, she decided to leave out the part where Meena had asked her to look after him. Drak's last comment caused Ziv to chuckled and nod her head. "If you think no one here cares, then you clearly haven't had enough experience. No matter how harsh the environment, there's always someone who cares. Trust me, I have first hand experience on the matter." She smiled to him and approached him, allowing him to point the blaster at her all he wanted. "Anyway, let's get you up and to a safer place." Ziv looked down to his chest and tensed slightly. "You're bleeding... I could probably do something about your wounds too. Are your legs hurt as well?"<br/><br/>She knelt next to him and from a little pouch that she carried around with herself at all times, she took out some salve and a new bacta patch. "Let me take care of that wound first." Ziv spoke, giving him a reassuring look. "You're still holding the blaster to my face, so this is the least you could let me do. Once I'm done, you need to let me help you up... and explain to me what you're doing on this moon and how you get here."