she felt the haze over her mind lift as she realized he no longer held her at blaster point, she seen the opening and she knew she was quick enough to strike before he could grab it, the scared slave girl she was left remembering she is a jedi and she is on a mission and her target was in her grasp "be..before you send me to what will most likely be my death....since slaves dont last very long behind bars....may i ask master....why? your empire uses slaves like me as if we are trash, you are under the iron heel of a mad man and his ravenous hound, i was never given the chance to pick a side, i am property on my way to die yet i see error in this" her words were sweetened by the force not powerful enough to dominate a mind or even cloud them but enough to make her words sink into his mind with a unwatching eye she made sure to always stand in a position that if need be she could grab his blaster.