Shivers ran down her spine as she heard Sid's response.
"Let's make a deal, then..." she crossed her arms, leaning back into the chair with a small screak. Graves' creepy staring made her mind start to spin, she couldn't think properly without getting distracted. She kept taking very brief glances at Graves while talking to the officer, quickly turning her focus back to Sid once she saw that he hasn't changed his expression one bit.
"I'll tell you exactly what I was doing there, but in return I want a ship out of this stinking Sirian hellhole. Far away from this creep and every single one of those guards. Back to where I belong!" the pilot's voice grew more emotional and less solemn.
