Finch bites his tongue hoping the mercenaries won’t piece together the details of what Judy just said and what the groups purpose is here. Once the pot is in place he waves his hand to try and move smoke away from his face to little effect.
[Imperial]-“Difficult ta say either way. I won’t be leavin’ anyone to their fate down here, Abyss be damned.”
[Imperial]-“Difficult ta say either way. I won’t be leavin’ anyone to their fate down here, Abyss be damned.”