Drakador_Chaos "Raw food in exchange for tritium? That... does sound like a deal..."
"The GBE's starmaps are property of Intergalactic Cartography, I am in no legal right to give that information..."
Benny looked around for a moment... realising that such legal matters would not matter so much out here...
"But... we can strike a deal. How advanced are your engineers? I've been looking to upgrade my ship's frame shift drive to jump to more distant sectors... if I can get such an upgrade... I might... accidentally give you the star maps of the GBE."
The moth man flicked a flash drive into a PDA device, before unslotting it and flicking it in his claws.
"How does that sound for a bargain? Full system scan of inhabited sectors - this kinda data sells for over a million credits anywhere else."
The moth was getting cocky in his offers... if the GBE found out he had sold such data to an unlicensed 3rd party, he'd be in deep strife.