"Please Jedi, take this. We owe you our lives."
"That’s not necessary; your thanks is enough."
"But…it’s the least we can do!"
The sensible, pragmatic Sarn side of her is ringing between her ears, reminding her that it doesn’t have to be all about the people that she helps. She listens to that side sometimes, because it reminds her that the Jedi are wrong. To survive, it’s okay to be a bit selfish.
That and a voice that sounds suspiciously like her father is yelling at her to quit being a goddamn martyr and to never EVER turn down credits.
"…well if you insist…"