Neither his name nor his homeworld meant anything to Maya. But the latter wasn't cause for alarm. After all, she'd had her formal education cut short at the age of thirteen. And most of the stormtroopers who frequented the club didn't really talk about where they'd been or what they were doing. Her knowledge of the galaxy was limited.

The name 'Steve' was just...strange. But he seemed oddly earnest and it was somewhat infectious.

Even if Maya didn't really do earnest.

She took his hand, giving him a firm handshake. "Maya Hannis." It was strange having the liberty to use her real name. Not that it had ever carried any weight but...she gave a fake one to her customers. "I'm from Corellia."