"Perhaps we can test it right now," one of the thieves said.
You never really got a good look at the thieves the first time- they had killed the power in the Great Museum of Zehat, so it was pitch black when you had your run in with them.
The Medraud brothers look nearly identical- thin faces with hard eyes, dark tousled hair. They wear matching brown shirts with brown camo pants, covered with pockets for their gear. Their gunbelts are lined with pouches; you quite distinctly see pairs of knives.
"Now, now," the Malik says. "Our new friend here said he wanted to help us. Isn't that right?"
"He's a Jedi," the other Medraud says. "He wants the Votive back."
"Let him explain himself," the Malik says, watching you curiously.