"I have no one to tell," Fett admitted. "So there are fewer worries on my end when I return." Not that he approved of that situation, or that he hadn't spent many hours contemplating exactly what would happen if he suddenly up and disappeared for a couple of years in his own galaxy. He could only imagine the stories that would crop up then, who would take credit for his demise.
There were only a handful of things (less) in Fett's life that he could ever recall missing, ad he wasn't one to dwell. It wasn't that he needed his galaxy, it was that he knew it.
That bump in the shoulder prompted something of a bump back, one that he didn't realize he had given. "I won't forget," he promised.
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Date: 2008-12-04 03:56 am (UTC)There were only a handful of things (less) in Fett's life that he could ever recall missing, ad he wasn't one to dwell. It wasn't that he needed his galaxy, it was that he knew it.
That bump in the shoulder prompted something of a bump back, one that he didn't realize he had given. "I won't forget," he promised.