Ziv blinked her eyes when Drak mentioned Meena by name. She hadn’t dropped the hints for nothing and part of her was happy she could stop pretending she had nothing to do with her. The ex-assassin listened to his words attentively, finally gaining the same information from him that she had from Meena herself. The only exception was that he still hadn’t admitted that he was indeed an investigator from Coruscant. Perhaps he was worried about her reaction to such information and to be honest she couldn’t blame him. Still, considering the feelings she was beginning to have for this man, she hoped he could have been honest with her. Ziv hated the circumstances they were in with a passion, but it couldn’t be helped. In a different life, she would have certainly been his wife. She didn’t doubt that one bit.<br/><br/>“I know.” She spoke, not fully considering her words. “I know that you know her.” Ziv looked down and sighed. This would be it. She couldn’t blatantly lie to Drak, not when she was beginning to care about him so much. “But please, hear me out. Let me explain, before you make any judgments about the situation.” Ziv raised her hands in front of her, as if to show that she wasn’t going to hurt him or attack him. “I don’t want to lie to you. You are a good man and you deserve to know the truth, right here, right now. And here it is: Meena does not want you dead.” She stared him in the eyes, hoping he would hear her out and believe her, after all the kindness she had shown him. “Earlier today, I found Meena sitting in the streets, looking like she had seen a ghost. She told me everything and seemed heavily burdened by what she had done to you. I’ve never seen her like that before and mind you… we were inmates for six years. I know her better than she sometimes knows herself.”<br/><br/>Ziv took a deep breath and smiled gently. “She couldn’t live with herself and she knew you would never trust her again. But she still wanted to help you and that’s why she asked me to find you and help you find Collarroka.” She paused for a moment, allowing her words to sink in. “But please don’t misunderstand… although our meeting was hardly coincidental, my kindness is not fabricated. I don’t agree with the way she treated you, even though I know who you are and what your role in her life is. It doesn’t justify what she did. However, she is my friend and she asked me for help and that’s something I just can’t turn down.”<br/><br/>A long silence. Ziv didn’t know what else to say. She felt like she had already stated the facts and if that wasn’t enough, there was nothing more she could do. Drak’s offer about sleeping together left her uneasy, not because she wouldn’t be attracted to him, but because she was certain he hadn’t thought the situation through careful enough. “It’s fine. I think it’s better we sleep separated. You wouldn’t want to share a room with a former assassin right? Even worse, the friend of a woman who in her foolishness tried to get you killed…” Ziv sighed and shook her head. “I’m sorry for what she did. I’m not asking you to forgive her, but understand that it wasn’t easy for her in Kessel. If it makes you feel any better, I owe her my life, because she decided to save the sorry ass of a killer in prison. No one else cared except her. All I’m saying, she’s not all bad and neither am I. Or that’s what I hope at least.”<br/><br/>With that, stepped away from him and gestured him towards her bedroom before heading to the couch. “She doesn’t know I want to contact her.” Ziv added as she sat down. “Meena is under the impression she’ll never see us again. But without her, finding Collarroka will be difficult. I need to know if you are with me or not.”<br/><br/>She looked up to Drak, feeling once again like a terrible criminal. Ziv disliked lying, but at least now the truth was fully out and there was nothing to hide anymore.