Hoard
Unlike Wanda, Hoard had no interest in Tasli's seemingly full-body toy-penetration. It was far from the strangest thing he'd seen among the stars, the man giving his wrists a few experimental twists in unison as he inspected the now-bound man. There was a lot of work to making someone like him a prized and decent bottom, but Hoard was a hard-working pirate who had worked to convert more than his fair share of women and men alike into more feminine versions that could ride a cock properly. He had taken the man's armor and pulled it into place by the time they were all well-and-done, the bronze-colored light armor over his jumpsuit looking rather nice if not a bit oddly fit since Hoard wasn't the same exact dimensions as the dark-skinned male.. Hoard took the time to take the man's now discarded uniform and make it almost like a sash around his chest, looking to the stun gun he had stolen for all but a few moments. Keeping the man's clothes would be useful for converting them into new ones for the soon-to-be-bitch, but the weapon in his hands wasn't going to be useful to him. Allowing their small-bodied companion use two of them could be useful... but there was another direction he could go, too.
Removing the power-source, cables, and the stun-end he carefully fixed them to his unmodified arm. Assimilating tech like this was valuable, he knew, but the biggest part was that he could use the power-source from the gun to give him a flash-light using the stun-grenade. His arms could power the stunner and combative-flash of the light, while the efficient and powerful battery could allow him to use it purely for the function of a normal light. In short, he could throw an electric-powered punch and use the flashbang-like grenade once every few minutes or effectively once or twice in combat. And, in the same instance, never have to worry about them lacking lighting.
"Alright... there. It's a loss of a gun, but having the element of surprise where I can taser someone with a punch or a touch of the back of my hand will be more useful. Not to mention breaking in our new hostage will be easier when my backhand shocks the hell out of him..."
Moving up, Hoard gave the man a spank to the rump before grasping the bindings in his now taser-ready arm. Any wrong moves and he'd get a rude shock... and that alone had Hoard smirking as he moved and directed the man ahead of him.
"Let's get going, then... someone else can carry the card. Sooner we get these trackers removed, the sooner we can relax and have some time to unwind!"