Trask nodded a bit raising a hand and motioning for the man to continue on. "There is someone looking for you..a potential ally that wants to make contact with the Hero of Tiroth. He will be waiting on Lok." The man finished up and Trask nodded a bit sounded like this would be someone to talk to at the very least.

"You can tell your contact that I will be there shortly. Send the coordinates to my navicomputer and I will plug them in." He would of course double check them as he saw them come in pressing the button to deactivate the comm when he had the needed coordinates. He was used to not trusting people to being the one who would be betrayed at the first possible convience. He was a jedi and had a bounty on his head and now he was a rebel, someone who had taken up arms against the empire. There was to be no going back, he had shot past the point of no return in Tiroth and now all there was left was to continue the fight, only stopping when the empire was no more and democracy had returned.

His ship would shift at the urging of Trask turning to face a new direction away from Imperial Center and towards Lok, a knew journey so short after the last one. This was seemingly going to become a habit. A moment later the lines would appear and his ship would blast away from its previous spot off to Lok and an uncertain future.

Too easy he thought, but then again he was paranoid. Years of being a fugitive had honed that in him but no more would he be afraid, no more would he remind himself of what had once been but instead do everything in his power to force a turn around in the cascade of events which had led him to this place. He would set the ship on autopilot letting it guide down to the space port on its own accord while he would go back to get changed putting on some basic civilian clothes without holes and dirt from Tiroth on them and over that he would toss a walking cloak with a hood which could be pulled up if the need be.

Feeling the ship settle on the ground, Trask would lower the ramp stowing his lightsaber away up his sleeve and strapping on a standard blaster to his hip. Clumsy, uncivilized but needed to sell the deception of who his public facade was. He would send a comm to get the coordinates from his contact as he walked down. The contact would send a message to Anubis seeking the coordinates of the meeting point.

He wasn't sure if he was being brought into a trap but at least this way whoever he would meet wouldn't be able to get a detection of who he was. The empire thought he was dead and that wasn't something that he wanted to change yet. He had to keep them off balance, not knowing who he was. Not knowing who had defeated them at Tiroth and not being able to mount an effective counter attack right away anyways. Once they'd had time to study his tactics he was sure they would devise counters and attacks of their own, for that reason he would have to be sure to be vigilant in changing his tactics often enough to keep them off balance and something new each time to make sure they wouldn't be able to predict his unpredictability.

His eyes would fall on the face of Jango Fett and he frowned a bit..well at this pace it was going to be interesting his hand slipping close to his blaster just to be safe as he would begin to approach keeping himself closed off to the force for now but that could change and quickly, but he would prefer not to reveal himself to any inquisitors nearby.

"But since you have found me, now what?" he asked curiously. He had noted the gesture of the man laying a blaster aside and pulled his hand away from his though he was sure Anubis knew what he was and wasn't going to be taking him lightly if it came to a fight. After all he was a jedi and as such had the best ally of them all and it could be called at a moment's notice.

"And while I am sure you can understand my distrust as of right now. You are a clone and I am a jedi programming says we are supposed to be enemies, but if it is true you have over come it there are a few ways I can be sure. A mental probe using the force, preferably not on any planet under imperial control as usage of the force may attract members of the inquisitorius, or the longer more dangerous route of serving with you despite the dangers involved." it was not an easy choice but he doubted highly that the man would just let him preform a mind probe as there was little in the galaxy more sacred than ones mind. In the end he needed allies and couldn't turn away a potential valuable one in a clone commando

He would extend his hand out deciding to throw caution to the wind one more time. He had just defeated the empire on Tiroth by doing this, perhaps he could deal them a second defeat by doing it again. By risking it all on gambits and leaving himself with nothing to lose and everything to gain. He was backed into a corner because he knew he couldn't go it alone and here was a potentially valuable ally a clone commando someone whose skill was definately needed in this type of fight.

"I've served with Commandos before and if you are honest about your intentions then I would be honored to have you as an ally against the empire. Trust..well wont come immediately but we will just have to work together until we are certain the other can be trusted." He seriously doubted the man trusted him either but atleast this way they could possibly do something constructive with their mutual distrust.