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Don’t act so surprised, Your Highness.
It’s more like … suicide.
There’s nothing for me here now.
How am I supposed to fight?
You’re all clear, kid.
The swallow may fly south with the sun, and the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land.
Shut up and get to the point!
I want to come with you to Alderaan.