As HAN examines the curious part, he raises it to his nose and cautiously sniffs. A puzzled expression furrows his brow, and acting on a hunch he swabs a finger tip inside the nozzle and then touches his tongue.
HAN: Tastes like Kessellian spice. If it is, there’s no doubt the Hutts are somehow behind this too... Only, I can’t imagine the Hutts striking up any kind of alliance with the Imperials. The greedy slugs have always been too protective over their assets. They trust no one, especially humans.
OXUS: Hmm. My men did report what looked to them like heavy spice overdoses in the settlement they were searching...
Oxus trails off, gazing at the charred debris, clearly disturbed by the implication of an Imperial or Hutt conspiracy against the innocent citizens of his world.