Ashlynn was starting to shake, a combination of the strain and her own fear, when suddenly a voice broke through the white noise. Instantly, her hand was heading towards her blaster, until she realized sheād been the one calling out for help, and someone had actually answered her. She couldnāt believe someone was even around to answer, and if she didnāt hate the concept, she would have said it was fate, the Force at work. At the very least, it was hope.
He didnāt look like the good Samaritan type. He looked as dirty as she was, and a few years older. The older a street-dweller was, the meaner they tended to be, bitter at the world for their lack of success. But there was something about him, the way he held himself maybe, that told her he wasnāt just another street rat. It made her wonder if he was really going to help her, or if he was just curious about the screaming Zeltron girl, or worse. She wasnāt even really sure if he could help her, let alone if he would choose to do so. She didnāt want to have to rely on this man, and it made her skin crawl to think what could happen if he wasnāt just there to help. They were the only people around, after all, and in the time it would take her to shoot him, it would be too late. But, she didnāt have any other option except to try and hope for once, sheād be proven wrong. Danni was running out of time.
āThereās a girl trapped under the debris,ā she explained, desperation clouding her usually sharp gaze. She didnāt, however, let her guard down, her every muscle tensed around the stranger. Her line of sight kept flickering to the fallen wall, where she could no longer hear the little Twiālekās cries. āIām afraid if I move something wrong, sheāll get crushed, but whatās safe to move is too heavy for me. Please, sheās just a kid, and I,ā Ashlynn paused for one brief second before meeting the strangerās gaze and finishing, āI donāt got a lot, but Iāll do anything I can to pay you back. Anything. Just, help her.ā
Ashlynn was very well aware how dangerous such words were. No one did anything for free; there was always a catch, an angle, some way to screw you over in the end. But she didnāt care. She wasnāt going to let the worldās messed up workings take away that kidās future. Sheād deal with the backlash she was sure would come on her own.