Piera pauses for just a moment, closing the eyes of the slain, then offering a simple prayer. "Requiescat en pace... may you find peace in the next life." She shifts to finish loading the casks, and Aquila sends a signal to the rebels that the wine is ready for pickup. The assassin then gathers dropped weapons, and adds them to the lesser loaded cart, keeping one for herself, a small blaster pistol used as a holdout sidearm. Aquila lands on the Assassin's shoulder, looking a bit carbon scored from nearmisses she just barely managed to graze past. "Let us hope this was in fact, worth it."

    Piera then turns, and walks away before the rebels arrive, vanishing into the surrounding terrain and heading back to the nearest Vine.