The two made their way into the bowels of the ship. Nami shivered from the cold she felt. As she looked around, she found on one of the walls, a monitor, replaying the scene she was in just a moment ago. Soon, the two were on the lower decks, and she easily recognised this as the place where the slaves were kept. Thassco walked to the first cell and opened it. He nodded his head inside. As Nami looked there, she found two Twi'lek girls chained to the bed. The flicker in their eyes, as they looked at her, was one of recognition. She did not need to search - she heard noises of recording from the monitors on the corridor. There was a disgust and fear in their faces as they looked at the doctor.
Nami’s whole body trembled as she stood in the doorway, clutching her bag to her like it was her only link back to her own life. In the women’s eyes, she saw her own degradation reflected; but unlike them, she reminded herself, she at least had the hope of walking back out of here when the day was done. Even if that hope felt increasingly faint. Her heart ached at the thought of what they would go through. “I know what you saw,” she said, struggling to keep her voice level and calm. “I know what this looks like. I’m just a doctor. I’m only here to help. I know it’s not easy to trust me. I promise I won’t hurt you.”
