A better one. NeighborAffair closed her eyes. Luke was seated on a mat at the far end of the room, with a low writing table before him and the HoloNet access terminal at his back. A lump of sorrow formed in Mara's stomach, and she felt Luke NeighborAffair with grief. But keep a stun grenade handy just in case. Mara smiled. Okay, I'm listening, he said. A squadron and a half of starfighters the eighteen craft that had been in the maintenance bays when the Killiks captured the Ackbar dropped out of the hangar bay and turned to meet Luke's assault shuttles. He used the Force to pin him there, waiting for an answer to his question, watching as the expression in his captive's pained eyes turned from astonishment to anger to calculation. They're the enemy! They landed between a pair of fallen NeighborAffair trees, and the sizzles became crackles as the charrics began to chew through the speeder-sized trunk.