Theva let out a muted hiss through her teeth as he put a hand on her shoulder to pull her backwards, however did not move towards the agents as Thaerex began to offer them a plausible explanation as to why they were down here. 
“Believe me, the last thing we want is trouble.” the Chiss supplemented, [i]Or, any more of it.[/i]

She froze as the Rodian answered the call on his communicator. It didn’t take any of them long to make the connection between the Chiss and the holographic representation. Theva’s eyes darted from the Rodian, to his companions, to Thaerex, and she silently cursed her unique armour choice for its part in making this easier for the security force...and suddenly much more dangerous for them.
“Shit.” she muttered under her breath. 

The man’s hand shot out to break the gas container, and he turned to flee yet again, calling.
“I suggest we run!” to her. Theva didn’t need to be told twice, taking off right on the human man’s heels. She kept close enough that she wouldn’t lose him in the inevitable crowds that they would run into once they left this lower sector, but not so close that either of them were at risk of tripping (....for now. She would be lying if Theva didn’t admit she had considered ditching him if they couldn’t lose their ‘tails’ soon). 

The Chiss glanced briefly over her shoulder as the aftershock of the fuel explosion rumbled through the city’s infrastructure, putting on a burst of speed to allow her to level with her companion and gesture in the direction of an alcove where they could stop to gather a second wind. 
“Well...this complicates things a little, wouldn’t you say?” she offered him a half-amused grin, slouching against the wall. “We’re both public enemies now.”