The young woman nodded slowly at that, considering Ferus's words and weighing whether or not to believe his assurances. Ultimately though, she leaned forward a little, picking her drink back up and stared at it--before finally speaking.

"My dad was a business man around here," she said, struggling to keep her voice low. A few people around them seemed interested in the conversation. "He wanted to protect people. But he--and my brother--died after Ben Kenobi made them look like fools."

There was some muttering around the room from those who listened. Veeka's grip on her drink tightened.