There was a sudden grinding noise, and Leyla would see one of the walkway graters get shoved up by a strong hand, and Cleo lifted himself out with ease, as if he was used to lowering into and pulling himself out of vehicles and the like. He took his gloves off, and stepped over to the guns to make sure everything was still in order for his shipment. 

"That was far too close," He said aloud, and began locking the crates once more to keep any other prying hands from opening them en route. Hopefully with luck, no one in Bogga's employ would notice or care if anyone had tampered with the guns. He glanced at Leyla. "You think on your feet well," he admitted, unused to having to pay anyone who has stowed aboard his ship any compliments. R5 raced through, scanning the area for any devices the empire might have left behind to bug the place. 

"R5, are there any more Stormtroopers in the hanger?" he asked, and the Android halted for a moment and stopped as if lagging, then beeped out a myriad of sounds that told him the coast was clear. "Good. Now let's get this stuff out of here. The sooner we sell this shipment, the sooner we can get paid and leave. Maybe next time we come to this stinkhole, there's less Imperial presence." 

R5 let out another binary noise, and Cleo looked at Leyla at the suggestion. "I'm sure she wants to get out of here." He said to the Astromech droid, only for a series of beeps to follow once more. Cleo snorted, and shrugged. He turned to the Pantoran. "We need some help transporting this stuff, and I don't think you want to be trapped on this planet since it's swarming with Imps... Tell you what."

He wasn't in the habit of offering this, but she was useful so far, and he could sympathize with her hating the Empire. What's more, this last shipment had been particularly large and he needed an extra set of hands, both to transport the guns [i]and[/i] to keep an eye on any thieves. The irony that she was likely a thief herself wasn't lost on Cleo, but he had little choice.

He rubbed the back of his neck. "You help me transport this to Bogga and I'll let you stick around for a bit until we find a planet more suitable for you." He reached out and held his hand for her to shake, all business. "Deal?" 
[@Penny]