Theva did her best to keep the tension out of her shoulders as they crept back onto the upper levels. As they crossed onto the familiar strip of cafes and casinos, she caught a barely audible breath of relief from the man beside her, and allowed herself the very slightest of smiles too. They were still in hostile territory of course, but the fact that no-one had tried to shoot them yet as they ambled towards the taxi port meant that Thaerex’s idea had at least worked. 

Just as she was beginning to think he wasn’t a lost cause, however, the fool went and suggested they go to Deucalon Spaceport, of all things! 
The Chiss bristled, wheeling around to fix him with a glare.
“Deucalon?! Why would we go there, that’s [i]right[/i] in the middle of Republic territory, or are you blind?!” Theva paused, her expression changing from furious to something more thoughtful as she slowly began to put the pieces together. 

She narrowed her eyes at Thaerex suspiciously, her saber arm twitching slightly as she suppressed the urge to just draw the weapon then and there. Not only would it give him a chance to perhaps explain himself, but she knew it would draw attention to the pair of them and likely end up with the Cartel breathing down their necks again. 
“...Unless, you’re one of them, hmm?” the Chiss raised an eyebrow at him, putting herself between him and the side-street they’d used to get to the taxi platform, he wouldn’t be able to bolt down there without fighting her first. She hoped he wouldn’t want to risk it. “I’m not going anywhere else with you until you explain yourself, Thaerex.”