Syren listens to the Falleen's words, eyeing him carefully and closely, searching for a deception.
'Of course, they just might have the resources I need in my own personal hunt.', she thinks to herself.
Eventually, Syren nods to the Falleen, accepting his initial offer of simply giving his band of cretins a shot.
"I accept. Though, I do suggest we leave now, Captain. You and your band of incompetant fools can return to Corellia later."
Does she have her own plans for Corellia? Maybe. Then again, she could just possibly trying to buy a little extra time so that any information she may be able to get her hands on in her own personal vendetta isn't destroyed before she is able to attain it.