Give Me a Reason

[Lochrath]

A compliment to start things off. She didn't have the chance to process it when the hand came. There was a twitch of her own hand carrying the duffle bag, an instinct. She was reaching for the gun on her belt, though it was hidden and covered by bag itself. Sloppy.

Before she could snake her hand between the bag and herself, his hand took hold of the strap. Too hasty did she shurg it off her shoulder, almost like a lizard abandoning it's tail to retreat from a predator. It was only after did she realize he was offering to take it.

She flashed a trained disarming smile, as if it was all an intentional move. As if she expected him to take her bag. "Thank you. Such ah gentleman t'day aren't you?" She allowed the bag to be taken. As it moved over, the man might notice it had a variety of items in it. Some softer, likely sets of clothes, others boxes of unknown contents. She was prepared to travel it seemed.

Motioning to the ship, she commented with a grin, "You make sure th' seat was bolted down like ah asked?" Not wanting to linger and risk her crew seeing this awful display, she started towards the Rebel.