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His brow formed into a quizzical arch as he analyzed the man that came out of the rubble. Indecently his shifting of the rubble saved Kelnan the trouble of attempting to free the Twi’lek girl himself, and admittedly the thought of doing so troubled him when he first heard it as likely he wouldn’t be able to get to her with his bare hands, but rather with the force. And of course such an action would only do the opposite of benefiting him with witnesses around, but haggard survivor of what origin Kelnan at this moment could not place had inadvertently seen to the end of any complications.

The man attempted to speak only to have a weak guttural tone escape his lips. Turning his attention to the Zeltron now likely attending to the Twi’lek youngling and said, “Problem solved I guess.” Moving his eyes back to the man Kelnan strangely to a curiosity to him and vocalized this intrigue. “Just what were you doing in there anyway? You don’t look like the normal riff-raff like myself and these two.” Kelnan couldn’t quite place it, but he sensed there was more to this man than being another victim if recent events.