"Oh really? What could be worse than-" Rayne began to ask, interrupting herself when the image of an AT-AT trampling Hoth flashed through her mind. "Never mind." She said running out after Xan. Mercs that worked together like this were just small fry. It's the big names Rayne had to look out for. As she too cover and started firing back, she wondered... How exactly the hell was she gonna make up for something like this? Helping fix the ship was good, but at least paying for the ride afterwards would only be polite. Life-saving stunts don't usually come cheap.

"...Names Prower by the way." Rayne called over the sound of blasters.