The Twi'lek would have liked to sate her needs somewhere else, but time was short and a dalliance with Tilan might have helped their mission. She would have preferred to string him along, to tease and promise gratification for something in return... Perhaps it was not too late for that. An ongoing relationship could still be useful. As a lover, she would not miss him. Their time together was... adequate. She would just be glad to be done with this mission.<br/><br/>In the refresher, she thought for a while of their next move. They still didn't know who the client was. Tilan, after all, wasn't even the main target. Nyranue closed her eyes and leaned her head back, basking in the steamy waters' deluge. She considered that this might not end so cleanly as on Alderaan- when she got her owners arrested. This could end in casualties. Tilan's and the buyer's... or hers and Laeli's. It was strange to think about. She could still imagine her old master, the Hutt and the Kaminoans going on with their lives without her... but to be complicit in killing someone was different. She had been told as much- that to prevent war, some sacrifices would have to be made. With her finger she drew a Zeltron symbol for peace in condensation against the glass. It was something she had once seen in her education. The Kaminoans' records on Zeltron hedonism were surprisingly poignant at times...<br/><br/>When she came down with Tilan to the crew quarters, her holographic suit was set to something a bit more modest- though still very alluring. Even in her casual clothes, she couldn't help but attract attention. The whistles and looks didn't bother her- she was used to being stared at like a piece of meat.<br/><br/>"Yes, I would like to see them." She said, "<em>With </em>my partner, if that's alright. I know a little bit about blasters but if you want me to market them... but she'd definitely how to value them." Nyr paused, "Oh, I hope you haven't already settled on a price. I'm quite the negotiator, you know."