[ Ben's over in the co-pilots seat just trying to check all the meters and make sure no part of this ship is ready to blow. He's got proper reason to be paranoid and he is like a romantic escape is grand until
You know
You're remains are blasted across hyperspace.
Actually that also sounds weirdly romantic for them.
WHATEVER. BACK ON POINT. ]
Any place I think of probably won't be a good idea. [ Meaning, he was a fascist dictator for a year and a fucking terrorist for a few looooong years before that. It's not as if he was flashing his face all over the galaxy, but these aren't chances he's really comfortable with atm. ]
Maybe Chandrila? [ -- Wait. No. ] No, that's a bad idea. Forget I said it.
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You know
You're remains are blasted across hyperspace.
Actually that also sounds weirdly romantic for them.
WHATEVER. BACK ON POINT. ]
Any place I think of probably won't be a good idea. [ Meaning, he was a fascist dictator for a year and a fucking terrorist for a few looooong years before that. It's not as if he was flashing his face all over the galaxy, but these aren't chances he's really comfortable with atm. ]
Maybe Chandrila? [ -- Wait. No. ] No, that's a bad idea. Forget I said it.