Rekto was more used to hyperspace boredom than your average Hutt but even he was getting impatient, wondering if he had made the right call to travel on this particular ship. Felt like a good call initially.
Watering mouth with a fresh gush of enzymes, he slithered toward the hyperspace comms of the ship and contacted the battle cruiser on some general ship call centre.
"This is Rekto Vanderijar Qunre. I've joined your Bankor troop, and on the way there on a Jedi ship. Be grateful and cooperative. I expect to be contacted with the best weapons tinkerer you have there."
But since he chose to speak only in Huttese, what they heard was:
"Tah doth Rekto Vanderijar Qunre. Jee gee pineu mee Bankor bacota, an dah bu heee heee dah wa Jeedai pankpa. Doth sonpace an panchakunka. Jee bakanu bai doth pankoph cay bu yuna rulya lootawunka uba gee heee."