"Yeah, I figured he would be," Ben said thoughtfully. "He's too smart to slip up in public. I don't think, uh, coaxing anything out of him is the right way to do things, though."
Then again ... there couldn't be that much harm in a little test, could there?
He shook off the thought. No, that was entrapment. Illegal. Immoral. ... But probably not an idea he'd be able to forget about permanently.
"...I can take care of talking to people myself, I think," he said with a wry look at Mirta. "You just let me know if there's anyone in particular I should talk to. And no, no persuasion -- that'd just tell me what I want to hear."
He nodded and ran a hand through his hair. Working with Boba Fett's granddaughter, maybe not his best ever team-up. But it wasn't like there was anyone else. "Yeah. Deal."