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“You got a name?”
The question caught him off-guard. What was his name? He’d nearly forgotten, after five years without it. A moment’s struggle later, it finally came to his tongue.
“Cal. Kestis. Third Brother. Who are you people? And why are you helping me? I could call the whole Empire down on your heads!”
The Latero scoffed.
“After the stunt you just pulled down there, kid, I doubt it.”
The woman’s voice cut past the Latero’s mutterings.
“We track Imperial transmissions - heard there was a Jedi on Bracca. You and your Inquisitor friends dispatched him just a moment ago.”
“That doesn’t explain why you saved me.”
The woman glanced down at him with a slight smile.
“Let’s just call it a feeling.”