"No clue, ask them next time you meet."

"Let hope that doesn't happen... speaking of meat, i'm hungry after all that, got any food in this tin can?"

"Well, we got thresher maw, varren, wamp rat, aaand that's about it, I like your thought process, fema- I mean Khit Ne."

"Definitely seen enough Thresher for today... or my life! Where can i find the Varren?"

"Anywhere here, or our moon."

"I'm not going hunting now! What I mean is where's the food here, in the Tomkah"

"In the back, or you could cook up a Thresher Maw omelette with the eggs your buddy has."

"Ehhhgg yuck, no thanks." Khit gets up and wanders down the back to get herself some food.

Watching Khit struggle with the menu, Larik produces a package of Nerf jerky from one of the many inner pockets in his greatcoat.
"You're welcome to this Khit," he says. "It's free-range, grass-fed Nerf jerky."

Remembering her sensitivity for animals he quickly adds that it was raised sustainably and harvested humanely. Real farm to, uh, pocket, Nerf jerky.

"No thanks, can't stand Nerf." She cooks up some Varren and chows down on it, making a lot of mess an noise.

"I'll eat it." Says the hungry Wyre

Khit has a little laugh "You should have asked Wyre, we could have had a nice dinner together, ah well next time maybe"

Then to the others "Must not have good catering at these Trials events..."

Mulak gets up and approaches Larik and says, "Excuse me but do you mind if I have some of your Jerky? I haven't eaten in literally hundreds of years"

"Oh, yeah, definitely," Larik says. "In fact, hang on."

He pats the front of his coat in various places for a few seconds.

"Ah, there we go. Take this too," he says handing Mulak an apple and a military-grade ration pouch of water.

Khit quietly shakes her head, there's an entire galley of food back there yet they are all eating ration packs, can't they cook?

Lama shakes his head when Wyre suggests cooking the Thresher Maw eggs, then suddenly smacks his forehead. "Can we go back? I want to see if I can salvage any circutry, and metal from the droids. I may be able to build and program my own droid." Lama asks.

"No, where there is ONE Thresher Maw, their may be more," Wyre warns, "We're in deep sh*t as it is"

"Deep hey... Can I assume your about to tell us that killing their Queen will bring the others for vengeance? If so then how many and how soon Wyre?" Certainly news Khit did not want to hear.

"Well, they would eat their mom, then they would go hunting again."

"That gives us a little time... better get moving hey"

We already were, we're about halfway back to camp, we'll have a feast in your honor, your the first to fight a Maw in 1000 years in the Rite of Passage and the first to live."

Khit flushes blue a little at that "Well i did have some help you know. So no one ever defeated a Maw in their right of passage? we are a little special then i guess"

"I know you had help, that's how everyone does it, Battlemaster, you are all Krogan, we shall welcome you with open arms now."

"Hmmm... your open arms? Maybe after this feast! In the meantime tell me more of this Thresher Queen, in all honesty i'm not comfortable killing for sport, and i wish know more of the one we brought down" Khit sits back down next to Wyre keen to hear tales of the Beast.

"Ahh, well, the one you brought down, like all Thresher Maws, was a menace to the living population of the planet. Don't feel bad, if you want I'll make you feel better, if you know what I mean..."