"yes..yes..of course, please this way." he states with a quivering voice as he takes the lead to the door, leaving behind the two guards on the floor. Sarela can see how he hated the idea of being the one with the gun pointed to his head, and probably thinking that the next time he enters town to bring a larger retinue of guards. Just around the corner of the cantina is a small airspeeder awaiting them. he gets into the driver's seat, and awaits for her to slip inside the passenger side. he cannot help but take a small measure of pleasure by watching her body move as she walks around the speeder to get inside. The heat again reminding her how uncomfortable this planet it, and why people try to avoid it when possible.