"Well, tell you what. When we find a crew for that ship as Tyber Zann is generously giving it to us you can have an even bigger nicer chair on the bridge. Also it wasn't exactly as if I had a CHOICE, I could either become a ranger or become an inmate at one of Coruscants more lovely penal facilities and I wasn't really into that idea. I had to be tagged along for a year by a watcher, and then of course Tyber Zann found out and sent you after me and thankfully they haven't been in contact ever since. Though the armour is pretty good, probably the best you can get without going Beskar." He pulled them gently into the bay, there was already a welcoming committee however they had their weapons holstered and were standing in two lines either side of the loading ramp. "It looks like they're giving us parade honours, maybe like Zann said that their boss is a fan?" He stood up and stretched, feeling weird in his armour. "Remind me as well never to wear this stuff again, it just doesn't feel right. I have no idea how you go about wearing armour all the time, though I suppose as the pilot I need it a lot less often." 

He looked out the viewport again, at the long lines of soldiers. "Tell you what Tor, you go first. That way if you do get shot at this loose cannon cop can help you out?"