After that rather disheartening experience with the sullustan, Kourahks is ready to just resume his post until his shift is over, but he has not completed his rounds, so he thinks with a sigh, what an unkind little creature. Well, back to work. to the North wing, double back to the Cantina, then to my uncomfortable chair in the mind-numbingly boring loading bay." He heads off in the direction of the pair of legs that had passed him earlier, much interested in what she might be doing. Having catching no sight of her, he decides the cantina might be somewhere to get a little entertainment.
Upon entering, he first notices a striking young Iktochi he hadn't seen before, and the human that can only be described as a man who is trying to suffocate his pet bird with unbearably disgusting pipe smoke. Thank goodness I can't breathe this nasty air. he thinks with a smirk. Those poor aliens, he chuckles inaudibly. Rather than stand next to the door as is customary for Kourahks, he decides for once to join the patrons. Despite his earlier failures, he decided that Iktochi looks kind enough that it wouldn't hurt to make conversation.
He sits down next to the girl and silently wishes his friendly conversation is welcome and mutters "Hello miss, how is your day going, enjoying your stay here at the station?" Kourahks sits there apprehensively waiting for her response.