Chilu measured Rabme's words (and physique) carefully.  This gave her time to observe the surroundings.<br/><br/>The dining room favored a more subdued bronze design that would not really take much away from either the view of the exterior (for those who still found Nar Shaddaa new and exciting) and the conversation at the long, white table.<br/><br/>Curiously enough, there appeared to be nothing in here that Chilu could even grab to bludgeon her over the head with if she decided to put her rifle against his chin and pull the trigger over and over again.<br/><br/>A laugh rumbled through him.  “I would be a poor host if I didn't accept a gift.  If it's a good enough one, I might have to extend you hospitality even after our business is concluded.”<br/><br/>The fact that she could reach into that bag and come out with a thermal detonator to shove into his gullet didn't occur to him in the slightest.