[h2][center]~|Interstellar Space, near the Y’Toub System|~[/center][/h2]
[h3][center]~|Day 3, 7[sup]th[/sup] Hour|~
[u]Zora Nox[/u][/center][/h3]
 
Zora’s attention flickered toward the entering Zabrak when he spoke, her head unable to wrench itself far enough to actually see him. 
 
At his statement, the Sith laughed lightly. Her eyes narrowed on him with a razor edge to them as she spoke, “Oh, I’ve not been a ‘girl’ since my trials so you can stop with the pet name. I suppose it was coincidence that a drunken fight [i]happen[/i] to break out on my way out and right in my path? Or the fact several individuals were already moving to my position before I ever managed to leave the building? You can insult a lot about me, if you don’t have to worry about repercussions, but never insult my intelligence.”  
 
She let the words sink in for a moment while his figure emerged from the darkness. He came to stop beside the reptilian Jedi, his teeth gnawed on the cigarra in his mouth and the end unlit. Honestly a perfect waste of cigarra in her personal opinion causing her to roll her eyes. Seemingly unaffected by her reaction, he seemed to insist on her answering the question with the threat of a firing squad. Her smile widened as she leaned in against her restraints. 
 
“You’re persistent in your desire to find the Darth, a fact that is too obvious. How easily do you think it will be in finding another sith with the same information you’re looking for and that won’t take years tracking down. The more time you waste, the more likely the Darth will eventually get word about you trying to locate her,” Zora revealed, seeming unaffected by what she considered idle threats. 
 
When Fa mentioned hostilities, Zora shook her head, “Hostilities only happened [i]after[/i] I was stabbed with a sedative. A lucky shot mind you and a fact not to twist since we both can’t deny that I was peaceful walking out. I would’ve been stupid not to react violently upon being stabbed with something I knew nothing about.” 
 
Or a mindless, pacifist Jedi she thought. However, she was smart enough not to say this comment in her words for she was testing the Jedi’s boundaries which seemed rather vast.
 
When Fa once more made the deal, Zora shook her head in the limited space she had, “After the stunt in the bar, you’re expecting me to trust you? That’s sort of one sided isn’t it? Would you trust me not to bolt when given the chance after my first attempted escape? No, you wouldn’t. You might be a Jedi, but you sure don’t act like one and makes me wary of whatever word you give. What reassurances do I have that you aren’t just take my information and go back on your word?”