As the two representatives moved through the station, holocameras followed them. With the repairs, refits, and personnel shortages running rampant after the attack, Wheel Security hadn't had the men or time to meet them at the hangars per usual protocol. Thankfully, a short, yet stern word from Popo quickly started to rectify the issue. Rather than meet in a casino sporting some level of damage or inconvenience, the Hutt had his troops catch up to the pair to reroute them.
"Ma'am. Sir," the Security Sergeant stated as the small escort detail caught up with the two. They were armed and armored, a usual sight on the space station, though a few sported freshly repaired damage to body armor here and there. Telltale reminders of the fighting throughout the facility not long before.
"If you could follow us, please," he stated politely, less a question and more a statement of fact. "We're to take you to the central spire. Your meeting was redirected to the executive suite."