The Yuan-ti individual exited his craft, folded his arms, and gave Six a quick look over. "I am a mercenary," he began. A mercenary was exactly the sort of person Six needed. "This means I will do almost anything if the price is right. Unfortunately I'm afraid I have some personal business to attend to before I can take on any new assignments, Agent Six. But I do have a few minutes to spare, if you would tell me a little more about this mission, and exactly what kind of 'agent' you are."

Six realized the Yuan-ti wasn't as hostile as Dax had expected and so rested his arms a bit. He too folded his arms and began slowly pacing to his left, overlooking the impressive starcraft that Yuan-ti was piloting. "My services belong to no agency, mister Kerso. 'Agent' is merely a title given to me due to my working relationship with my employer, a name I don't feel all to comfortable giving out until I know you're ready to help me. My mission concerns Gortex, the terrorist-mercenary leader who is responsible fro several attacks within Republic and Federation space, as well as repeated aggravations within Deadzone. And before you ask, mister Kerso, no - I am not a poiliceman of any sort. My loyalties do not lie with the Republic nor the Federation; I work [i]alongside[/i] my employer - not [i]for[/i] him. If you join me, you will also be given that same amount of freedom." Six thought for a moment to ensure everything sounded right. "Oh, and if you're truly committed to my team mister Kerso, I will try my best to help you with whatever personal problems you have. I can't have my team hanging onto threads, so the quicker we deal with loose ends the better."

By that time Six had finished his pacing and had walked in a full circle around Hessta, back to his own ship. He slowly leaned backwards, allowing his whole body to lean on the ship in a smooth, calm, and relaxed yet anxious position. He folded his arms and awaited Hessta's reply.