Croft:
An abbai female hustles into the bar. She's carrying a datapad under one arm and looks annoyed.
"Master Callo!" she says, her voice cutting across Croft's brain like a knife. "The people from the ISA are here, the one's you are supposed to be meeting right this moment!"
She waits, tapping her fingers on the datapad.
Kirth:
Cheshana looks confused again, but recovers quickly.
"It just a ... " he hunts for the right word in English "necklace. Amulet. Not dangerous, perhaps kept in safe place as worth valuable money for gems. Ship die of plague many year ago, no army to guard, and my people not violent people, would not attack if still alive." He looks down for a long pause, then looks up at Kirth with sadness in his face. "Not forbidden for outsiders to touch," he adds.