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“Stars take you, Besrik. If I catch you sniffing around my bunk one more time–!” “Hey, hey, take it easy! I just… uh… I was looking for my lost ocular lens. Yeah…” Nerva held Besrik harder against the wall, her forearm against the Mon Cal’s throat. She pulled her fist back, but before she could make contact with the slicer’s face, a flash of red hair and venom appeared in between them. “Enough! Sa…