"So... What contract might that be?" Rayne said playfully before resting her fingerless-gloved hands on the pilot seat. Now that they were free of the whole 'bounty hunter spam' threat, the feeling in the ship was peaceful. "Ah, it's Rayne by the way. Rayne Prower." The young woman introduced herself properly, extending her arm over the seat to shake Xan's hand.

"I was a mechanic for a lot of my life; joined the Rebellion as an engineer and saw quite a lot of combat around the galaxy. What'd you get up to during all that?" Rayne asked with a curious tilt of her head. She didn't realise yet that she'd changed the initial topic on Xanatos' 'contract'. Hell, he was probably the first person in ages to be conversing kindly without a blaster pointed at her. Bounty hunters, mercs and henchmen were so god damn blunt...