Estar hated it, but Tyresius was right. There was a small pool of gritty water inside, but it smelled and tasted clean enough. She gulped a little, gauging herself to make sure she didn't get sick. Tyresius did the same. After drinking enough to rinse the sand caking their throats, they sat down, side by side, of course, since they were still bound together.

There was no way Estar was going to let herself fall asleep. Tied together or not, she still wasn't trusting him. As kind and amiable as he seemed, she reminded herself why she was after him. He had used that same charm on dozens of people, and then betrayed them. She was here to take him in to repay those people for what he'd done. He was not to be trusted.

Staring at the moonlit pool, she focused on staying awake, keeping Tyresius's annoying charm blocked. At first, he was content with being quiet, but his nature took over and he started getting chatty with her. Again. Estar was going to refuse talking to him, not needing to let her guard down.

He sighed, "So, this is a little awkward, huh?" After moment of Estar ignoring him, he decided to continue, "I mean you were the first hunter who had ever gone after me. How ironic that you'd be my last one,"

Finally, she couldn't ignore him anymore, "Who was that Jedi and why after you?"

"Clotus," He chuckled, "I was giving him inside information on my bosses' operations. Apparently though, my bosses knew I was the mole, so they fed me false info, which I gave to him. When it backfired into a trap, he instantly assumed I was the traitor, so he put me under arrest. It's been just one long roller coaster ride from there,"

"You mean to tell me you were innocent after all this time?" She was in disbelief.

He laughed out loud, "I never said that, sweetheart. Just, after I was tagged as a criminal, I decided, 'Hey, why not?' I was naturally skilled at it, and it was all the galaxy seemed willing to let me be,"

All the galaxy was willing to let him be. Stars, did she understand that.

"After you conked Clotus out, I came to. You were gone, he was there, so I knew it was time to run. I found other gangsters who wanted what I could do. They hired me as a conman, so it's inevitable that's what I would do. It's funny how surprised they would act when I did just what they hired me to do to other people,"

"It's just business until it turns around on them,"

"Exactly. They don't seem to realize that you win some, you lose some. So, how did you get into this world of violence? You've been in it for quite some time yourself,"

She almost laughed. Did he really think she was going to tell him her whole life story just because he fed a plausible one of himself to her? No way was he getting those details. He's just another job, she told herself, just another bounty.

"Same as you; It's all the galaxy would let me be," She said nothing else. She didn't have to. He nodded in agreement.

"What a day," He leaned back against the sandy rock wall, clasping his hands behind his head, "I knew coming to Tatooine would be a dead end for me. I was done, anyways, with this life of lying and running. It was time for a shakeup, and this is all that was left for me to do. I can appreciate the poetic quality of you being the one to find me. It's like I've spent the last ten years running away from you, and now I can finally give up. The chase is up, you got me. You win, little hunter,"

Estar was silent. A strange lump formed in her throat, something that hadn't happened in a long time. She cursed the emotional lapse, swallowing it away. No wonder so many people had been duped by this man, he was so good at manipulating words.

Her silence did not bother him, "Alright, that's my monologue for the day, suppose it's time to hit the sack. Might be my last chance to really get some shut eye," And just like that, he tilted his head against the wall, promptly closing his eyes. Moments later, he started snoring. Estar was astounded at his ability to just fall asleep. She had gotten to the point where she had to rely on stims to go to sleep, despite whatever exhaustion she was feeling.

Tyresius snored evenly beside Estar. She could feel the warmth from his body, pleasant in the cool air of the cave. Leaning back, she found her eyes growing heavy. That was surprising. The effects of the sonic cannon and dehydration must have taken a serious toll on her if she was this tired. She listened to the pattern of Tyresius's breath, watching the steady rise and fall of his chest. Just as her eyes shut, she vaguely thought, Huh, this is weird, before she suddenly fell asleep.