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Argon checked the map on his datapad and thought for a few seconds, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, "We could just head straight there," he said to Barney and Sorkuk, keeping his voice low, "You never know, though, the Rebels are pricks, but not idiots. They could have some suspicion either that our contact is working for the Empire or that we're not who we seem to be, I say we circle around, get a bit of a feel for the city while we're at it, then come up to the meeting point from the opposite direction. After all, we don't have a set time, just a place."
Informing them was just a formality, though, barring any exceptionally compelling suggestions or threats, he intended to take the roundabout route whether the others did or not. Though if they didn't, he'd make an effort not to be too far behind them when they arrived.
While he waited for the others to comment, he'd find a passing local, irrespective of whether they seemed to be busy or just out for a walk, and ask him or her what was up with the freaks in orange, using that wording.
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