Mon Mothma was a leader in the Republic. When the Republic was disbanded and declared an Empire, she privately sided with the Rebels and once she was found out, she became one of their leaders. Once the Empire was overthrown and the New Republic was established, she sat as the Supreme Chancellor. She was a wonderful speaker, beautiful (even in her old age), and she had the forgiveness of a saint.
She chose her cabinet with discretion and wisdom. She was a model politician. She knew everyone and their families. She did her best to rule in a just and merciful way. She loved democracy and the Republic, and she was willing to do anything to keep the Republic while.
"Yes, ma'am. He attacked us. We didn't kidnap him. He's been hurt badly. Most of his injuries match Sith markings. Knowing what he could face...we couldn't just let him go. I can almost promise that his going 'home' would be far worse than bringing him with us."
Mon Mothma thought for a few moments.
"Understood. I'll inform their government that the person you took attacked you. We don't need a diplomatic crisis."
"No, ma'am."
"Did he have any form of identification?"
"Yes. Some dog-tags: Name: Jun Motorashi Fett, Height: 5'8", Age: 9...and I can't vouch for his race, but his eyes, they look like Luke's, but I know it's not his doing."
"Interesting. I'll alert the Mandalorians that he wasn't kidnapped. Goodbye."
"Goodbye," I said as the shadowy figure faded away.
I gave a heavy sigh, and headed back to the medical station.
Han was pacing.
"I can't get him to say anything. I don't know what to do. Asenath, I'm going back to pilot this thing."
Han left the room, and returned to the cockpit.
I pulled an ice pack from the med bay's refrigeration unit and put it on my face.
"That's better."
"Bitch," Jun said in Huttese.
My eyes must have gone as large as training remotes.
"I beg your pardon," I said in Basic.
"Bitch," he said with more conviction.
I decided not to press the issue.
"Do you want one?" I asked, gesturing to the ice pack.
Jun did not reply.
I went back to the refrigeration unit and pulled a second ice pack out. Then, I walked over to him and placed it on the bump on his head.
Jun allowed me to touch him, but glared at me, as if I were his enemy.
I was doing my best to be gentle, even so.
"Food."
I debated on what to do. If I didn't ice his head, it could swell. If I didn't meet his demands, he could figure out the cuffs restraining him weren't Force impairing and escape.
"Okay, but I have to let loose one of your hands to hold the ice pack. Don't attack me."
He seemed to understand.
I carefully checked his other restraints. They were tight. I released his right hand, put the ice pack into it, and guided it back to the knot that Han's pistol butt made.
He made no move to escape as I gathered some protein pellets, dried fruit, and dried meat from a survival kit.
"Open," I ordered and pantomimed opening my mouth.
He did, and I popped a pellet in his mouth.
Jun looked somewhat displeased.
"I know. But the survival packs have nothing but nutrition in mind, not the taste buds. Open."
I gave him a piece of dried meat. Then fruit.
When he was halfway through the food, I moved his hand to check on the bump.
It hadn't grown anymore.
"Jun, follow my finger," I said.
I moved my finger in all directions and Jun followed it perfectly.
"You seem to be okay, but just in case, maybe you shouldn't sleep."
Jun looked around.
"Jun?"
He did not look at me.
"Hey!" I barked.
He finally looked at me, almost afraid.
"Calm down," I said gently, "I'm not going to hurt you. I only wanted your attention."
Han's voice came over the system to tell me that we had a while and that I should take a nap.
I finished feeding Jun, and then took my tunic off. I was still wearing my undershirt.
I then helped Jun put his arm back in the restraint.
"For my protection."
He cursed at me in Huttese.
I ignored this and laid down on the floor, facing away.
I knew that my scars would be showing on the exposed parts of my flesh, but I was tired, and didn't care enough to hide them. I detached my magnets, put them in my pocket, and fell asleep.
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I woke up to roll over and found Jun staring at me.
I wiped the sleep away and reattached the magnets.
"Ice?" I asked.
Jun nodded curtly, so I let Jun's left hand free and offered a fresh pack.
Instead of taking the ice, he turned me around with one move and lifted up my undershirt to get a better look at the marks, not realizing how inappropriate such an act was.
"Who?"
"Zorba and friends. But, let's not dwell on that right now. Here's the ice."
Jun took the ice pack and held it to the back of his head.
I took a second and put some more ice on my face. It was no use, and my eye had already swollen shut, but I held it there anyway.
Jun was watching me.
"We're going to get you help, okay, buddy? We're going to get you away from those bad people. Luke will know what to do, or he will find a way. Are you thirsty?"
Jun nodded once. I held my canteen to his lips and he took several swallows.
"Better?"
Jun did not reply.
"Well, we should be back to Coruscant soon enough. Then Luke, Mara Jade, and the others will decide how best to help you. But don't worry. I'll be your advocate."
Jun looked me over but said nothing.
I sat opposite him silently for the rest of the trip.