The curse she mutters is one he's rather fond of in Huttese. She's picked up her potty mouth from him and from Jocko - the Twi'lek being the closest thing she has to a father.
But she knows what he's thinking. It doesn't take a genius to do the math. "We can get you off. Trust us." She says softly, nodding to the guy - he must be Luke Skywalker - to allow him to take off the helmet. She doesn't stop her work, though. In fact, she does something she probably shouldn't and speeds it up. It'll cost her later, but if it gets Lord Vader off this damned place.
Around them, people are still running, ignoring the little tableau going on with one of the most feared men in the galaxy.
She won't abandon him, though. She won't. Instead, she'll ring herself out, so he can see his son, and can get off this damned atrocity. "We need to hurry." She says, softly. Her Force strength is in her Healing, and she's not even tapped the vast storehouse of strength she has yet.
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But she knows what he's thinking. It doesn't take a genius to do the math. "We can get you off. Trust us." She says softly, nodding to the guy - he must be Luke Skywalker - to allow him to take off the helmet. She doesn't stop her work, though. In fact, she does something she probably shouldn't and speeds it up. It'll cost her later, but if it gets Lord Vader off this damned place.
Around them, people are still running, ignoring the little tableau going on with one of the most feared men in the galaxy.
She won't abandon him, though. She won't. Instead, she'll ring herself out, so he can see his son, and can get off this damned atrocity. "We need to hurry." She says, softly. Her Force strength is in her Healing, and she's not even tapped the vast storehouse of strength she has yet.