“But Bor Ifriem here? He can read minds, Tolvan. He can change minds— and he can wipe them. I have to forget everything I know about Vader and his plans.”
APHRA: Ugh, fine. What can I say, Sana Starros? ’Tis a very hard task to keep my interest. But I can’t seem to stop being interested in you.
SANA STARROS: Mmm. The…interest is mutual.
“People don’t change, Chelli. Not really. Best they can do is get better at shielding those they love from their defects. Even if that means keeping them as far away as possible.”
“You shouldn’t be that good. I know people who’ve trained from birth, and they couldn’t make that shot. You’re a fluffy haired farm boy. You’ve basically taught yourself, and you’re astounding. Imagine…”
“C’mere, Vulaada, don’t worry, we’ll be fine. Just— stay in front of the camera. We saved the emperor. We’re heroes. Nobody will hurt us as long as we stay in front of the c—”
APHRA (narration): Sure, barkeep, not that bad. Not that bad at all. I’m only wanted by the Dark Lord of the Sith, pursued across the galaxy by all the bounty hunters he’s probably hired, and currently caught in the unending spiral of an existential crisis after seeing my ex…