Orias stared at the Bounty Hunter as he began laughing, sending a Force Horror at him. Although the bounty hunter was trained to resist the force, nobody, bar those that utilized it, or those that utilized something like a Ysalamir would be able to completely resist. it would most likely feel like a cold drop of water had just ran down his spine. He then smiled in response to the question. "No more can be attained here. Our enemies here are all but wiped out and soon, the fleet will be here to crush those that continue their resistance. This battle is over. He may as well be of some use to his superiors." he said. He then stared at him. "Tell me, where did you learn your skills?" he asked. "I don't know many non force users that would take on a Jedi and their apprentice and win." He had heard the legends of the Followers of Palawa that excelled at taking down Jedi with nothing but their bare hands.

At that point, a protocol droid walked in with a tray of drinks "The Commander said you required refreshments." it said. It walked towards the bounty hunter "Would you care for some tea?" Orias took a cup of hot... Something... It was green. He took a sniff and exhaled. "You know, bounty hunter, I would ask, would you be interested in a little side job? Specifically, one that does not fall within the limits of working for the Empire?" he asked. Of course, he could speak freely of this, if he was caught out by this, then he could easily say that it was a test of the mans loyalty.