"Gotcha" I say as I carefully catch the familiar metal form of my lightsabre. Lighting the blade, I turn my focus to the beast in question and slash it viciously until all that remains are the smoldering, squirming appendages on the ground. 

Done with mine, I casually look towards the Jedi, ready to see how cooperative she will be now that I have my own blade back. I do not point it towards her, and I make a point of keeping an eye out for more predators from above. 

"We can work out our differences when we're back on my ship, and not prey to these creatures." I say as she continues to... take the other one.