When the fighting ended, mere seconds after it began. Eufaula immediately settled back down into her silent self. Side stepping the pools of blood, so not to get her boots dirty, she once again resumed her position. Crossed arms, leaning against the wall and watching people. Like some kind of redheaded shadow, watching prey.<br/><br/>Husk's comments triggered her to roll those piercing green eyes.<em>'Damn stupid hunk of testosterone'</em>She thought to herself. "They're right. No point in hanging around here and waiting for Hutt's minions. Not that I don't think we can handle it. But there's nothing we can get from it, money, emotional, or otherwise. You wanna stay, stay. But don't come crying to us when you get your dick blown off." She said in her usual calm voice, with that cold attitude attached to it. She then twisted her neck, creating a popping sound before falling back into her silence...