Sitting in the back of a corner booth in the cantina, a tall and intimidating figure sat with its back against the wall and its eyes closed. To the unintelligent, or drunk, it would seem they were taking a nap. As it was, Dazan was simple resting, what was left of his drink sitting in front of him on the table and both pairs of arms crossed. He'd opened his eyes a few times before, only to see when people entered or left, and only long enough to take note of them. A Ssi-ruu had made it way in earlier, seemingly tired or annoyed, being such a rare sight he observed her for longer than the others, but not much more.

From then on, he took a few more drinks from his glass as he mulled over what brought him here. He'd been out of the game for long enough that he thought he would miss such an opportunity, so he was suspicious of the fact that he had been offered a job worth this much. But, like most others, he couldn't resist the pay, so he hitched a ride up here when he found one. His thoughts were interrupted by a ruckus at the bar, and he opened his eyes to see what was happening. It seemed like what one would usually see, only stupider. Four xenos, two humans, two Twi'lek, three of them male, had somehow gotten it into their heads that they could act as though the Ssi-ruu owed them drinks. Well, they were in for surprise, he leaned forward to rest his arms on the table, intent on seeing just how the Ssi-ruu would deal with them, preferably without too much blood.