Nom and Tarila had not left Coruscant yet because of the news they had recieved. Greer was coming to Coruscant, coming right to them.
"It's not hard to capture somebody when they come right to you," Nom said. Tarila nodded.
"It's almost too easy," she answered. "We'll just spy on him until we find out where he stays and I'll go in to grab him. It is too easy. We need something that's going to be a bit more fun."
"You want fun?" Nom said, wheeling on his sister. "Your definition of fun is danger, something that could get you killed. That is something I won't stand for. We're doing this the easy way, got it?"
"I'm not about to risk my life," Tarila snapped. "I just wish this job could be a little more interesting."
"You just wait," Nom said. "Starkiller and Flax will be 'interesting' enough."