Zash the Stampede is taking a nap while Yvette Marlowe drives. Not all is right with the world but at least it's not terribly wrong, right now.
Yvette makes a face, then pokes her head out of the window of the car.
"Hey um. Did you kill all of these people?"
They often do.
Zash opens the door and steps out of the car to examine the scene more closely. "What did they do?"
"Slavers. Robbed and then sold people off to various places."
The bodies do indeed have things like 'shackles' and 'nets' and 'tasers' that imply their chosen profession, but. ... There is a mysterious lack of any slaves, or tracks.
...she's not lying, Zash is certain of this. And yet, he can also observe the mysterious lack of slaves, or tracks.
Well, there sure is one explanation, isn't there, and it's one that rhymes with this person taking on this whole group of slavers and winning.
Why does this smell of Nai, again.
"Hm," is what he says in lieu of voicing any of these thoughts, because sometimes people feel compelled to fill a silence with more useful information than anything you might have thought to ask about.
"Gosh. Little old me? All by myself?? Taking on a whole gang of yeah okay you're not accepting that bullshit hell yes I was hunting them."
"She's telling the truth," Zash says, possibly uselessly. "Not the whole truth, though," which is plausibly more useful. "But who amongst us is?" he adds, with a shrug, and then he smiles.
"What's your name? I'm Zash."
"If you're not planning to go anywhere, why do you want to get a ride from us? And for that matter how did you get here?"
"Because I walked, and let me tell you, it is not my favorite thing in the world, walking places. So. Fancy car sounds great, actually."
"Makes sense to me. I mean, who would willingly walk somewhere when they had a car available to transport them right there."
"Someone who was actively trying to get away from the owner of the car," he replies mullishly.
"I don't wanna talk about it. But if you aren't trying to stay away from a car owner for her own good and are instead fine with hitching a ride with her then hop on."