[Aphra's expression instantly shifts. Her smile is wiped clean from her face, and her eyes look like a space doe caught in space headlights. Tightening her grip on Flufto, she looks up at Zero, absolutely frightened.]

No, you can't! Please, you can do anything you like to me! But leave Flufto out of this! He doesn't deserve this... he's not even a week old! He didn't ask for someone like me as an owner, he didn't ask to be born. Please...

[As one hand stays on Flufto, another slyly moves it way towards her blaster holster. Not doing anything just yet, though.]