The sun had long set, and the last of its rays were losing their glow over the horizon. Jenn was becoming almost bored with their interrogation, wondering if it would lead anywhere. The woman had not yet given answers to any of their questions, and she was nervous - Jenn almost felt sorry for the once-composed Companion. She pondered a different tactic in hopes to speed up the process, but nothing came to mind.<br/><br/>"Look, sweetie. Do you know where you are? No one's gonna give a shit about you on Persephone. Whoever 'he' is isn't gonna find you," Jenn spoke confidently, though she wasn't so certain. She glanced over the controls and was glad to see the switch on standby. "We ain't playing games, so answer the nice captain's questions. Who was your gorramn client, and who did he piss off?" Jenn added as an afterthought, "And how?"