Sirka'ith stepped into Bay 5 just as a human male was finishing up yelling at another man being guarded by a Weequay. She did not catch the beginning of the conversation, but by the way he was saying he could not be persuaded to accept the job, Sirka assumed there was some kind of catch. The man's scent was agitated and offended, and the credits did seem too good to be true, so it wouldn't surprise her.

Just as Sirka was about to give her own input, however, another human gave a bit more clarification about his friend's issue; apparently, he just didn't want to work with anyone else. Seeing that he made such an issue out of something so simple made Sirka chuckle, as she never really cared whether or not she worked alone. Having a team usually made a job easier, even if the others were just laser bait. 

As Sirka stepped up to the group, she gave a slight grunt. "Hmph, personally, I'm here to get paid. I don't care if I'm working with a team, an army, or a defective protocol droid, with how much you're apparently paying I'll do whatever." She commented before turning her head to the less reasonable of the pair of humans. "If you're afraid of being outclassed by your team, then that's more credits for me."