" Hai, I can understand that. Being questioned for minutes can be a pain. But that's what jumpholes are for. To avoid the prying eyes of the law." She looks around a bit, trying to find either a chair with a back-rest, or just something to lean against.
" I can haul some stuff if you want me to. The ship would be a good disguise to haul illegal cargo, as it always is." Aya nods to Sunny. " Maybe I could have some equipment shipped too. I've seen plenty of fighters under repairs, in you hangars..."
She slowly pulls the barstool closer to Logan, then she leans against his shoulders. " Lane...races...Mister Show-off?" Aya's tone changed into a somewhat alluring one.