The voluptuous droid bobbed her head agreeably. "If you've got a ship of your own, that's more than I have myself. You'll be hard-pressed to find a better urban tracker than me this side of Imperial Center, but I can't follow a trail in space. That's the primary thing I can put in the table in this little partnership of ours, assuming you're amenable; I can do a little talking and a little shooting, but I know my way around the streets like the inside of my own processor banks. Don't take the chassis at face value - I'm not bad, I was just built this way."<br/><br/>How an expensive secretarial droid ended up a bounty hunter was a bit of a story in its own right, but not one BD-3694 was quite ready to be sharing. Maybe not ever, especially if she couldn't do it without leaving clues of her whereabouts behind that could fall into the wrong ears. Being both hunter and hunted was a bit irritating that way sometimes, even if it cost her some trust up-front.