Jet’s smirk vanished, replaced by a furrowed brow that betrayed his concern. The job Abelene might offer after this one weighed heavily on his mind. Sure, having the first refusal was a privilege, but it meant nothing if the mission was a suicide run. No amount of money could compensate for that. Jet’s anxiety wasn’t for himself; it was for his team. He had already lost so much and couldn’t bear the thought of losing more comrades. The memories of past losses haunted him, each face a reminder of the cost of their dangerous line of work.

He inhaled deeply, letting out a slow, measured sigh. [color=ff0000][b]“Abelene can be trusted, that’s for sure,”[/b][/color] he said, his voice tinged with resignation. He paused, closing his eyes and leaning back against the doorframe. [color=ff0000][b]“Trusted to do whatever is in her best interests, everyone else be damned.”[/b][/color] Jet straightened up, rubbing the back of his neck and rolling his head from side to side to ease the tension. The weight of responsibility pressed heavily on his shoulders, but he knew he had to stay strong for the sake of the crew.

He glanced back at Fel, a sly smile creeping across his face. [color=ff0000][b]“Looks like we’ve got some fun ahead of us,”[/b][/color] he said, trying to inject a bit of levity into the situation. The truth was, he needed to keep morale high, even if it meant masking his own fears with a facade of confidence.

Jet nodded at Fel. [color=ff0000][b]“I’ll see you down there. I need to grab my gear.”[/b][/color] He turned to leave but hesitated after a step, glancing back over his shoulder. [color=ff0000][b]“Don’t forget to bring your best. Times are getting tougher.”[/b][/color] His mouth spread into a cheeky grin. [color=ff0000][b]“Could do without any more blaster burns, yeah, kid?”[/b][/color] The playful banter was his way of reminding Fel to stay sharp and vigilant. They couldn’t afford any mistakes, not now.

As he walked away, Jet’s mind raced with thoughts of the upcoming mission. He knew the risks, but he also knew that the crew relied on him, just as he relied on them. He couldn’t let them down. With a determined stride, he headed towards his bunk.