As the Kel Dor continued towards the building unaware he had tripped any alarms he stopped in his tracks as the Jawa rounded the corner before him, a Jawa was the last thing he'd expect down here as he took a slight step back and looked at it up and down before his own hands folded in front of him, "Koh-toh-yah." The Kel Dor greeted politely before bowing slightly, Cyrix was fluent in both his native language as well as basic, but he was mainly content on speaking in his native tongue.

As fast as the Jawa's language was Cyrix was able to keep up, "I'm afraid not, but I do have some things with me if you wish to take a look, and I'm afraid the droid is not for sell but I'm sure I could let you barrow him if you require his assistance" he said then knelled down to the Jawa level then looked back as his Astromech protested against the idea of letting a Jawa of all things near him alone "Relax Rooth, If anything happens to you" he said before looking back at the Jawa "then the appropriate measures will be taken"

"Now I have a few things in my bag, but I have more in my ship if you wish to see that as well" Cyrix reached back and removed his backpack then began to dig through it, he pulled out a parts for droids he had, a small compressor, a few rifle optics and a few of his personal things that he had to move such as his large tomb, his box filled with crystals and his masters double bladed lightsaber, he was careful to sort of separate what he was offering and what he wasn't "See anything you like?" he asked.