The half-ling did notice not everyone was paying attention. Normally it would not matter, but the person in question looked to be the strongest of the group, if her build was of any note. Not having her would be detrimental to the operation. "Ma'am, please if you would listen for a moment," The speech directed to Tailha, "I could have a lucrative career in store for you with the skills your physique suggests you have." He waited for her answer out of respect. It would not do to insult those who he requested aid from. Mercenaries were normally the proud bunch after all.