If this is a rebel plot, Maketh thinks, then it's a needlessly complicated one. Dropping her in the middle of some foreign planet and then forcing her to rely on a stranger for a guide might - might - make sense for a long game on an unwilling source, but her information has been freely given, and the rebels don't have the resources to pull something like this off in the first place. Or at least they haven't tried anything of this nature previously and this speaks of a recklessness that borders on careless - which is not their signature at all, whatever else can be said. There are too many moving pieces, too many variables. She could have died from her injuries before giving them any information, and all the grandstanding would have been for nothing.

There are easier ways to get information.

So if it's not the rebellion, then it might be the Empire. Possible, Maketh supposes, but again - not their style. Too many ways this might get out of hand. The Empire would probably just shoot her. Well, maybe torture her first, if they suspected she knew more than she ought to. But that too would be done a different way. Much cleaner than this.

Whatever this was supposed to be.

Maketh lifts her head up. Whatever the truth and however she's ended up here, she's still breathing. She intends to stay that way. "My name is Maketh Tua. Thank you for...helping. I would rather not have been eaten."

Her guide is interesting. Carrying outdated weapons, but quick on his feet. Used to the area, too. And willing to help a stranger.

Interesting. She'll be polite to him. He's been useful so far and Maketh supposes she owes him at least that much for saving her.