Corran gave a side glance at the astromech sitting in a modified bracket where the co-pilot would be, rolling his eyes at the conversation as the stars in the viewport elongated as they entered hyperspace. He himself was cocky, Koren... was just irritating and for the time he had been aboard he had done nothing to let him think that it was just a little bit of excitement. "If you two are done finishing discussing how I'm going to run my ship it's pretty simple." He turned his seat around, having fitted it with a swivel mount, to face the other two beings who resided in the cockpit. "Whoever has experience with combat in space can take the turrets-" He shrugged. "-Failing that it will be a first come first served basis though anyone who screws up won't get to do it again. I may not be here by choice but I'd rather you didn't get me killed." He stood up, before crawling below a console. Still speaking to the other two beings as he pulled out an assortment of wires.

He looked at several off them, before putting them haphazardly back and moving onto another set of wires. "Also to you miss mandalorian-" His voice was quieter due to the fact that he was working under a console. "The past two days I've spent in a containment cell, or trying to undo whatever it was the Imperials have done to the [i]Saber[/i]-" Chuckles gave a tweedle. "-Or too Chuckles." He pulled himself out, standing up and brushing himself down. "And I've still managed to hit a refresher. If the smell of myself or the ship isn't to your satisfaction feel free to locate your nearest airlock, or make a suggestion box." He sat down in the pilot seat again, letting his hands run over the controls but not quite pressing anything. He had been told before that this made him look like he was using the mystical "force" that Vader used however he liked to think he was just that attuned to the vessel he could get a read off it so easily. Satisfied he turned around, "Now if you don't mind, please vacate the cockpit. Not that I don't trust any of you in here without me, but I don't trust anyone in here without me." The bracket opened and Chuckles went to wheel out of the room. "Very funny Chuckles, get back to what you were doing." The droid beeped a response however Corran just gave it a stern kick.

He didn't have time for bounty hunters, not with Zann on his tail but he couldn't get Zann his cargo until he got rid of these blasted hunters. "I'm sure you all want to get to know eachother. Discuss how fun it is to dismember a mans skull from his spine or whatever it is bounty hunters talk about. I myself want to spend the eight hours in hyperspace resting so when the shit hits the fan I'm good to go."