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Kanan was still kind of uncertain about how he'd wound up agreeing to this. But here he was, running systems checks on the Escape, the fish still sandwiched between two pillows, screaming out its muffled Sabotage refrain like that didn't particularly matter.
He had to admit, the idea of dumping it off on-or-at-least-near the moon was pretty appealing, though. The rest of it?
"You comfortable, there?"
Well, the rest of it was a bit awkward.
[OOC: For one!]
He had to admit, the idea of dumping it off on-or-at-least-near the moon was pretty appealing, though. The rest of it?
"You comfortable, there?"
Well, the rest of it was a bit awkward.
[OOC: For one!]
