"I'm a poacher." He said. It wasn't technically a lie. "There's a market on Zeltros that pays good credits for Accipiptero Leather." Not technically a lie either. Zir Go did know a guy on Zeltros that would pay good money for Accipiptero leather. Zir Go was being careful with his words and thoughts. He knew this person was Force-sensitive and didn't want to give anything away. "What about you? What brings a stealth ship out this side of the galaxy." He gestured to the cloaked ship she just climbed down from, with his slugthrower.