Oh. Shit.
"Erh, wha. . . " Corran stumbles, verbally as well as physically. He stops and looks at her with a concerned look. "Eh, I, I can't do that. I can't take you with me, I'm sorry. The people who I'm working for right now are quite specific about their business and who they hire. I can't bring you along, it won't work and I'm leaving tonight. Unless I can persuade them to wait until my injury has recovered, but even then... Alysra, listen, it's a dangerous place, space. I said so less than five minutes ago. I'm not going to say that you couldn't learn and make it out there, but please realize what you're getting yourself into. Take it from someone who just ends up in things because he makes quick decisions, it's not really a good method. Are there not any other way to resolve this? Who is this man? I can't take you with me, but I might be able to do something."
Good going as usual. Something like what, exactly? Going to just use your clever political influence with the Senator you just met hours ago, will you? Then again, I can't do nothing. Please, please let this be a case of romanticized boredom and not actually a bastard. I'll try to help, but I'm involved in something bigger right now.