"I'd rather kill you and get off this damnable planet altogether," Nyri hissed back, her eyes flashing. She winced, nearly crumpling and dropping the pair of fisticuffs she'd had clipped to her belt. The girl dizzily fell against the rock, her head slamming into it slightly. "Agha....." She winced, then clenched her teeth and glared, unsheathing her blades slowly. "War or not in my head.... Prepare to face your doom, Jedi scum..." she murmured, sounding doubtful of herself and of her very actions. Why do this when he was offering her medical help? Was it honestly worth it? Would it help her escape Kruzel?