Hauron was used to attracting attention with his armor and figure. But that did not mean he would not notice when someone stared. There were many different things people thought when it came to him or someone like him so he had no way of knowing what the freelancer was thinking. So far he was not feeling judged which he appreciated and allowed Sapphire to stare or glance freely without any hint that Black Hand was aware.
The bounty hunter was glad he was not a buzz kill. He waited for her to answer about the music before nodding. The gloved fingers tapped and before long a new track was playing gently in the airspeeder. He took a breath through his helmet and enjoyed the night ride as the world passed.
"Fast, hard...precise." He hesitated on the last word. The first two were prioritized but certain tools like high explosives and area of effect attacks like flame projectors had their place for that reason. Hauron also knew that he needed to make a considerate effort to use the stealth tactics his father had instilled in him. The mandalorian had years of experience but they were often far from covert, at least they did not remain covert for long.
If loud weapons were off the table it was going to limit his options. But Hauron knew that coming into this. He had his grapple launcher, a stun baton and a fusion cutter. That and his wits which were a weapon in their own right. However the alternate meaning Maeve meant was lost on Hauron.
@LadyRen