That made him open his eyes and glance around until he spotted it. Right, his rifle… he was kind of amazed she hadn't taken it. This truly seemed like… she wasn't Imperial and he wasn't… well, suspicious.

He made no move to reach for it, though; not with her so near. "Thank you," he could only say again; meaning it more and more, and with a little more amazement, each time.

He felt a bit dirty, ascribing motives to her, but the role obliged him to say: "I'm not very high on the chain of command on Ord Mantell… I'm not empowered to negotiate much at all. …But if I get out of this, and can find a way to thank you…"