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"I never really liked Puce as a color." Zanebry mused, as he other man called out the pass code and waited for help to arrive. "I suppose it just reminds me a little of dried blood?"

He shook his head. "Anyways, thanks again. You've been a great help."

"Ah'll pass yer feedback on to Commander Malcolm." Garth replies with a smirk. "That's what us Republic types do anyway, right? We help."

There was no guile in his voice, a simple belief of a simple man.

"That it is." Z offered with a smile, he knew better of course, but he wasn't for a moment going to try and disillusion Garth. He turned his eyes towards the republic troops as they arrived, and began directing them to bring the droid to his shp.

"I'll see you tomorrow then, Garth." He said with a casual wave. "Have a good night."