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Toron lets the man throw him around. He had shielded himself in a custom fit forcefield suit the agency made him before they left. "You know none of this will hurt me right?" He says standing up painlessly. "I left that psychotic girl! Man you say one wrong thing and she snaps..." He mumbles the last part. "I only know as much as you Vulcan. Where the hideout is and the fact that there are four, erm now three, of them in the rebellion. Shoot me. See what happens, I want to be on your team but you really believe ky would try to get me killed a second time? No.. I left today and came here to help you and this is how you treat me?" He smirks and drops his bag pulling out his own gun. "Now Vulcan, we can so this the easy way or the hard way. If you'd be so kind as to drop your weapon I won't shoot you. Fail to do so and I will shoot your unprotected body." Toron's grip on the gun was firm, nothing could pull it from his hand. "Your choice, tough guy." He laughed.