Krus had instantly headed to his room to count the day's profits. This territory belonged to the First Order, so he had left all of his [i]special merchandise[/i] on board. However, being the kleptomaniac he was, Krus had managed to snatch some droid parts from the mining colony. He could already imagine the credits he'd get from them when the group would arrive to their next destination. [i]Credits, yes. Loooots of credits. And more.[/i]

The Neimoidian's thoughts were interrupted by Fixer's voice on the main channel. [i]It seems like we're finally making a leave, then.[/i] He got up, placed the droid parts in a container and marched out of the door, heading towards the ship's galley.