Taves boarded the cruiser Fett had arranged for him and Resei. He was finally glad to have a free ride. The ship was beautiful.

"Well" Taves said to Resei "back to Tatooine"

Taves could tell that Resei was not in the mood for a long conversation, so he went back to himself and concentrated on the task at hand.

He had never met a Sith or any force user for that matter, but he knew they were not to be underestimated. As he prepared for departure he thought back on his meeting with Fett. "Not only am I alive" he thought "but he seems to tolerate me" Taves was full of adjulation.

Resei sighed, and sat into the ship.
He murmured on the whole way, something about his cursed luck, the cursed force and cursed Sith...
He just replied shortly whenever Taves spoke to him.
Taves was right.
NOT in the mood...