Here's a likely target - a man in his late twenties, maybe his thirties, and wearing the standard plant-suit. He has a blaster on one hip, but otherwise, looks like a civilian. He walks like a pilot, though, that same bounce in his step and a touch of arrogance in his physical presence. He glances up as he catches sight of Kai, brow furrowing.

"You alright? You look like you've had one juma juice too many."