Nia didn't know what the heck a 'Jedi' was, but one part of the man's explanation did seem to draw her interest. She looked him square in the eye then, expression brash and accusatory, as the words formed and escaped her mouth before she could so much as decide whether or not it was a bad idea to speak at all.
"Yeah? Well then, why have none of you 'Jedi' people been and helped the Rats?"
Her tone was as harsh as her expression, and her eyes only bore into him more as she asked. Most of the kids in her pack hadn't done anything wrong before they came into that state of being, and even those who had did so out of pure necessity. Nobody had helped them, heck most just pushed them aside or called the enforcers to clear them from the streets or lock them up like they were dangerous or something.
Though... Some of them were. None of the Rats, mind. There was a line, and her pack didn't like to cross it.
Her bartering apparently worked in her favour, though. She could only hope that by following through with it, the vendors would still trade with the others. She slowly rose up, though didn't appear as though she was preparing to flee, and followed his example by clipping the weapon onto her belt. Well... Onto the hem of her trousers, wasn't as if she really had a belt to speak of. No sense in handing it over yet, not until she knew for certain that he wouldn't go back on his word.
She outstretched one hand, and lifted her head once again to meet his gaze squarely.
"Shake on it."
That gave her at least a few seconds to think on the question he'd posed her. Quite a conundrum, that, she wouldn't be able to leave until she told him. But if she told him, well... What if that brought a whole world of trouble down on her Pack? Nia chewed on the inside of her lower lip as she tried to consider the right path. If she told this man, well, nobody else would know anything about it. Which meant they could plead ignorance.
She nodded her head slowly, and let out a tiny sigh.
"I know who did it," she informed him, shuffling on her feet ever so slightly, "Saw him do it, it's how I got that..." She nodded toward the satchel, before taking one small step back. "He'll kill me if he finds out I told you, though, mister."
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