Rubbing his swollen jaw, Jared glares at his captor in silence. After several minutes, he speaks:
Jared: I suppose I've nothing to lose at this point..
Jared explains the story of the lost blueprints for the second time that day, and how he found out that the Zabrak was in possession of those prints. Finishing, he adds:
Jared: So, unless I'm mistaken, you have something that blongs to me. If I hadnt made such a rash decision a few minutes ago, I would even now be planning how to recover my property. I'm not afraid of death by the way, so you wont get anything more from me. Not that I have anything left of value anyway...
Jared stares vacantly at the shackles on his wrist, a look of resignation on his bruised face.
"Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves,