Ziv didn't have time to react when Drak pulled her blaster from her holster, except step back and cover her face from anything that might bounce back from the ground. She was impressed about his reaction time and the way he had protected himself just now, but the fact he had reacted like this didn't surprise her at all. In fact, she had expected him to not trust her initially, especially after what Meena had done to him. Ziv took note of which alleyway he ran into and realized she wouldn't have to go after him, as it was a dead end. She proceeded to follow him, but upon hearing a loud thud and a curse word, he guessed something bad had happened and quickened her pace.<br/><br/>She walked over to the wall and realized he was still on the other side. Ziv could hear his slightly labored breathing and had a feeling that he'd kill her in a blink of an eye if she tried to climb over the wall. "Are you done with your stunts now?" She asked loud enough for him to hear her. "Look here, I don't know who you are or where you come from, but I know you're not from around here and people like you are the first to die and get robbed on this moon." She looked up the wall, planning how she'd climb it. "You don't have a lot of options, especially not now that you're hurt. People here tend to not care or get involved, but you remind me of someone I met years ago." Ziv smiled slightly, talking about the one person she and Drak had in common. "I want to help. I don't blame you for not trusting me, but at this point you'll just have to take my word for it."<br/><br/>Ziv paused for a moment and listened carefully to make sure no one had followed them. Once she was sure they were alone, she opened her mouth once more. "You're the one with the weapon now. If you let me climb over this wall without shooting me in the face, I could take a look at your bruises." She suggested, but didn't move until she'd get permission from Drak. Ziv really was unarmed now and she didn't exactly want to get shot by someone she had promised to help. "I don't know why you're on this moon, but maybe I could help you get back into shape and figure a way out for you? Whatever your decision is, you should probably hurry. Lots of gang activity goes on in this area and I don't want us to get beaten up into a pulp."<br/><br/>She checked her surroundings one more time before adding: "You can call me Ziv, by the way." After that, she wrote a comms message to Meena, saying she had most likely found the man she had been talking about earlier. Perhaps Ziv was getting ahead of herself, but from what she could tell from the man, he was very good-looking, clean and had that middle-class air about him. Why exactly Meena hadn't taken advantage of this confused Ziv. Did she not wish to live a normal life? All she had to do was marry this man and she'd never have to worry about anything. In fact, it was a very nice exchange: he'd never have to arrest her again and she'd never have to worry about money. He seemed like the provider type too. At this point of her life, Ziv was tired of living an unpredictable life, unlike Meena who seemed to be addicted to adrenaline rush. A stay home mother sounded like a wonderful idea, now that she thought about it.<br/><br/>But... one thing at a time. First, she'd have to actually have to make this guy trust her.