"I'll believe that when I hear it from her lips," Fett told him seriously. He had not survived this long by taking anything's word at face value.

"Perhaps I don't," he said in regard to play. When you had thousands of brothers all designed for combat, constantly being trained, it made the playground a very different exercise. Granted, he hadn't been genetically manipulated into docility, so it gave him an edge. But generally he had stayed away from the troops. "Putting others in danger never actually coincided with my definition of play."