Between the decapitations, and Josh being upset over the children being used as such, one couldn't blame him for taking the measure regardless of how he felt she would handle the situation. One could never be too careful. But it appeared that Celiana was taking his warnings too personally, too seriously. He understood why, of course but she also needed to understand why he did as well. Like it or not, Josh was a father himself. He had a child of his own and if any of those children were his, then he would have wanted for whoever was in charge of saving them to take this level of precaution. He was handling it like how he as a parent would want the person in his position handling it. It was as simple as that. It was something that Celiana would have to grow to understand one day... Jason was Josh's top priority, he came over anything or anyone else. And because of it, children were his top priority in missions. Even if he had to step on a few toes, ruffle a few feathers. No precaution was too much precaution, for him.
But for now, the game of Sabaak continued. Josh played using his limited knowledge of the game but also with his knowledge of being able to read someone's expressions. He was able to read the man like a book and it didn't even take his use of the Force to do so.
"So, this gentlemen, who did you say his name was?" Josh would inquire, reminding the man of his part of the deal.
"Ah, yes! Flavio Lansescanz! The great Hutt, a great Hutt indeed for bringing us this great entertainment!" The man would gush. "And a great way to make some credits too! His generosity and with how often he holds these has earned me a great many credits!"
"I might know some people under my employ that might be interested in these pits... Is there a chance I could get to meet this Hutt?"
"Hmm..." The Zabrak would answer. "That is a good question, a good question indeed... Generally getting in good with his crew does the trick, but... If you were to happen to catch his attention with a very heavy game of Sabaak... Say, bet high and win high..."
Josh got the message. Nodding his head, he would put more credits on the table. He knew he was playing into the man's hands, and gambling was not something he did often... But he was doing what needed to be done.
"I'm betting more on the girl, and that bet is on the line here. Will you be adding to your own bet then?" Josh inquired. "Or are you afraid of losing?"
The man would scoff as he would place more credits on the table. "Afraid? Me? No... I'm going to clean this up, trust me. I've won many, many games" The man spoke, and there was a sort of twinkle in his eye that Josh noted... Something was afoot here.
As the game continued, it began to attract a crowd as more and more people saw the high number of credits placed and began to pool their own. For Josh, his odds had now gone down. And he had bet more than he was healthily able to part with, he could admit. He would need to keep his senses sharp and his eyes sharper, then.
From the corner of his eye he watched the fight on the monitor, and saw what Celiana was doing. He slowly nodded his head. Good on her.
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