Dromun was most certainly NOT a Litharian by any meaning of the word, having visibly wet himself in fear as the wolkar had gone on and on like it was another day at the office.

"I- I was just told to give them to some shadowy dude on the planet Felician! He seemed to be some reptilian looking dude! Shady as fuck but he paid me a ton of money. Just PLEASE don't kill me!" 

The Wolkar simply smiled and nodded. "Wish granted." A sudden pop was heard as a tranq  dart shot from Rennac's gauntlet and sunk into the gun runner's neck, securing his hands to the crate with the foam before placing a blinking blue device next to the unconscious thug.

"The local authorities will pick him up. Now we have our heading! By the way, good acting back there. Thought you sounded really sincere back when you called me insane."

He was intentionally laying this one over the plate, seeing if the seemingly stuck up Litharian had enough humor to take the open jab at him.