"Not going to kill you, if that's what you're wondering. But.. That is a good question." The Zabrak went quiet for a moment, as if deep in thought. [member="Ardana 'nilim"] was a stowaway, and usually he would jettison them into space without a second thought. But usually he could pick them up before he ended up in hyperspace. The girl had been able to elude his watchful eyes, a feat few had been able to do prior. A wave of his hand would cause all of the boxes within the room to open and become knocked over, contents of screws, nuts, bolts, piratically anything you could tinker with ended up on the floor.
"Organize those. They weren't before, and I'm not one to give a free ride. Earn your keep so to speak, aye?" Turning from Ardana, he would leave her to the buckets. Part of him knew she wouldn't do it, but another part figured she might of. What else would a stowaway want but a job and a life to do something, even if it was so meager? Of course, he couldn't exactly preach being better. He spent a lot of his time without his own ship doing the same thing he caught her doing.