Ahina slowly get on her knees and search the body for anything usefull to her. She didn't want to strip him off his armor, but she needed to take his belt, since she cant't carry everything in her hands. Also, he was a guy, so his armor won't fit for her. Any weapon, grenades or knives, would be useful to her, befor she will find her own armor. "Maybe I won't stop this stupid war. Maybe I just have to join one faction, just to survive" Ahina thought to herself, as she keep walking throught the darkness.
Nami’s head was swimming too much for her to think much about what the figures meant. Perhaps later, Thassco’s records would come in useful. For now, she tucked the pad – and, yes, the credits – into her bag. With Sau out of sight, she allowed herself a moment to process what had happened. She reached out a hand to close Thassco’s lifelessly staring eyes, resting her hand for a moment on the side of his head. “Goodbye, Master Thassco,” she whispered. “This was never what I wanted. But I couldn’t just let it happen to them. I’m sorry.” When she felt able to, she got to her feet, steadying herself and trying to wipe some of the sticky mess from her tear-streaked cheeks. She gathered up her and Thassco’s blasters from the floor, making sure both were safely powered down, and put those into her bag as well. Then she took a deep breath and went to join Sau out in the corridor, steeling herself for what was to come. She wasn’t sure if Sau had been able to see what was on the screens, but she’d see now; and the other prisoners had likely watched the whole thing. Now she had to face their eyes, their disgust and their scorn, and persuade them they could trust her.
Ahina knelt next to the body, and as she searched around it and over it, she found a holdout blaster and several flares. It seems that the rest of the the weapons were taken away by his comrades.
As Nami checked her blaster, she realised that it was tampered with. Thassco must have found it and decided to disable it... But he did not say anything about it and left it in her bag. As she walked out of the cell on the corridor, she found the pair of Twi'leks she saw earlier, already waiting there. They were tired, embracing each other, but looking livelier. She caught the sight of the Torguta female entering the next cell.
„I am sorry brother, but I must take yours weapon to defend myself”. Ahina whispered to the dead mandalorian and wrapped his belt on her waist, with blasters, flares and hydrospamer. She takes a look at flares. In such darkness any source of light could be helpful to her, to see her way, but it also rises a risk of being spotted by hostile strangers. „Well, not yet, but it’s useful options to have”. Ahina said to herself, deciding not to light up flares. She gets up and headed in direction where she thought it should be her equipment.
A chill ran through Nami as she realised what would have happened if she’d drawn the blaster on Thassco by herself. Had he planned it that way – expecting her to try something, trying to trap her into it? She’d come so close to disaster as it was. At least the sight of the two Twi’leks gave her some relief – it was a rare joy to see them now, free from their chains. She wanted to offer them whatever help she could, but she’d already treated their surface injuries, and others might be in more urgent need. She gave them the best smile she could manage in her current state, and went to help Sau with whoever was in the next cell.
