<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3b/PantoranChi.png)</div>As questions and answers dance through the air Chi smiles at the Togruta perched upon a crate. "Thought so. Not my favorite kind of book but there were a few spy novels in the Library."<br/><br/>A frown does curl her lips before she chews on her lower lip briefly, hands clasping as she gives a short bow to the Handler. "Sorry, think I phrased that wrong. Not any of your agents  as you did say deniable. But do you have any names for people known to sell information?" Her teeth brush her thumb once more as she frowns. "But isn't that the same as agents... although if they sell it among other things... " She mutters to herself ever so briefly before frowning and shaking her head. "We're here to find those kinds of things in the first place. The information you have on the pirates will be most welcome."<br/><br/>The rustle of cloth and Zilam's voice draws her attention as he removes the full body covering, her body twisting to focus on him only to freeze as his garb is revealed. Her gaze dips to the lightsaber upon Zilam's hip, body tensing and jaw clenching before she turns back to the Handler. Her eyes drifting closed and slow breaths shaking her form as she sways, weight shifting from heel to toe and back.<br/><br/>Lyn's outburst of babbling draws a laugh from her as she grins up at the taller Lyn. "Launchers are only good if you want to destroy a lot of stuff. That said fists are a much easier way to deal with things." She rolls her shoulders before leaning into a partial bow. "Chi. Mechanic and sometimes archivist." Her wrists cross behind her back as she rocks from foot to foot.<br/><br/>"I can't think of any more questions... Oh. Seperatists mostly use droids for the help and sheer numbers right? Means less people possibly out and about as the droids wouldn't need anything but maintenance and power."<br/><br/><br/><br/>