He looks somewhat pleased at the question.

"Mando'a."

"Mando'a," she repeats, her pronunciation exactly mimicking his, in her higher register. "What does 'n'entye' mean?" She was assuming something like 'you're welcome' in basic, but different languages sometimes do different things. 

"It means you're welcome, approximately.  More literally, it means "no debt."  Mando'a doesn't have an exact translation of thank you."

"So what do you say n'entye to when you're talking in mando'a? Is there something for... 'I owe you a debt'?" She says that phrase in a deeper, grander tone, mimicking the person she'd heard saying it in the holos. 

"Vor Entye.  It means 'I owe a debt', but we use it to mean 'Thank you'."

"Vor entye," thoughtful nods. 

"...What about 'osik'?" 

He laughs.

"Not sure when I said that in fronta you.  That one translates pretty literally- it means shit, both literally and in the swearing sense."

She giggles, "Think my dad would probably shoot at you for saying that straight out to me. You said it when you were carrying the cargo into the ship. It definitely sounded like the swearing kind." 

"Hey now, animal dung is a valuable fertilizer the galaxy over!  They could be paying me to transport it for them." He laughs.

Mentally, he adds that her father doesn't sound like any sort of buir to him.

"Only a couple crates of it? Where are you taking that stuff, anyway?" She tangents, suddenly wondering if rescuing Alek is going to get him in trouble with someone else.

"The planet this stuff came from fell under Sith control, and the merchant's a more law-abiding fellow, wanted the now contraband merchandise out quick.  Paid me to take it to a buyer who's getting a discount."

She hadn't actually realized she'd wandered into sith territory. It's kind of hard to keep track of the battle lines, though. 

"...I think the planet they're on was still neutral territory when I last checked?" Not that a backwater like that would have much value to the sith or the republic, really... 

"Hope you're right, the Sith empire tend to keep planets under pretty tight lockdown and that'd make this difficult."

"The planet's not very interesting, I don't think they'd bother." She didn't dream about any sith, anyway. The uniforms are kinda distinctive. 

"You're probably right.  We'll find out in about 2 days, anyway."

He begins to head out of the kitchen area.

Jamis trails along behind him until she reaches the turn off to the bathroom, where she metaphorically rolls up her sleeves and gets to work. 

The remaining 2 days pass much the same, though he does give her clearer instructions on cleaning now.  They drop out of hyperspace on the third day, and Canin calls her into the cockpit with him.

When she arrives, Canin has a scan of the planet pulled up in front of him.

"We'll need to work out where to start first, and since you're the one with information on the target, I figured I could use your help."

She mms in agreement, her eyes darting between the view of space outside the windows and the scan. 

"It was a very foresty area," she says, "But I guess that doesn't narrow it down..." The single continent on this planet is in fact very forested, interspersed with stretches of swampland and vast freshwater lakes. "Is there any... comms activity or something?" That's a thing you can track people by, she thinks. 

He seems to have foreseen that question, and with a quick flick of a few switches, several areas light up red.   One of them is on the shore of one of the lakes, another is over a swampland, but the remaining three are in forested areas.

"There's been comms activity from all of these regions, but I haven't been able to track their frequencies yet.  I can try, but it'll work best if we narrow down which one we want to start with.  I'm guessing it's probably one of these three," he gestures to the three in forested areas, "but any further ideas you have about which of those looks best could still be helpful."

"Umm..." she shakes her head, "I know what it looks like from the ground, but not from up here... Oh, it was snowing? So probably it was a cold part of the planet?" She hadn't dreamed the outside in a while, so she doesn't know if it still is, but it was eight sleeps ago, at least. 

He flicks several more switches, and begins an astonishingly fast series of procedures without trying to explain them at all.  After about 2 minutes, he has a series of numbers pulled up on the screen, and about a minute after that, a staticy voice comes through the comms.

"no news.... left the kid.... no one's gonna... heard from.... buyers coming... get outta here soon..."

That's it, she knows it is. 

"There, that's the one," she says, sounding very certain, "Where's that coming from?"

"This one." He points to one of the lit-up areas.  "I can take us in directly, or I can land us outside and we can try and sneak in, hopefully get the jump on them.  I can also fly us over and try and scope them out, but that risks them seeing us and having warning we're coming, and with just the two of us, and the need to get your brother out alive, that would be a major risk."

"It's underground, a lot of it, so flying over probably wouldn't help a lot anyway?" They're not gonna kill him, she doesn't think, not if they don't really really have to. The buyer would be mad, though she still doesn't know who the buyer's supposed to be. It sounds sort of like They're coming though, from the comm, so they probably have to kind of hurry. 

She's so close she kinda wants to just go in directly, but also she can't help him if being impatient gets her killed. 

"Land nearby and sneak in? I'm pretty sneaky." The bathroom incident notwithstanding.