"I love it when you moan." Joran whispered seductively into her ear as he slipped off the bed and turned back towards her, with his sly grin that hadn't been seen in a few days. "We should think about heading out soon, as we are going to have to get to space eventually to get back to work, yes? Or do you think we are still to remain here? What do you want to do Sweetie?" He asked in an overly sweet tone as he just smiled at her, his heart skipping a beat as he looked at the worry on her face.

"My sass is my best ass....et." His lips curled into his infectious smile as he ruffled her hair a bit, just to try and cheer her up. "What ever happened, I'm sure you got them. Or was I the traitor? I bet I was the traitor. That does sound like a Smuggler trait... Do I have to make another pinkie promise?" He bent down as he looked into her eyes wondering what was going on in her head right now.

"I will promise you that I will always be by your side. But I will not run when you need me. Nor will I look away from our job. We do what we have to do to survive, and we do what we do to protect those we love." He smiled as he placed his hand on her shoulder. "I trust you to watch my back."