"What's that R-3? The message has changed? We're not supposed to go back to the Jedi Temple? Well, all's well I suppose, I needed some fuel anyway. Where's the nearest central planet?"
A series of whistles and beeps came from the astromech droid positioned on the front of the Jedi starfighter he piloted. The map on the main computer came up, showing a clear path between his current position and the nearest world that was part of the central planets. These worlds were marked by the capital of the republic, and the place in which the galactic senate was held, Coruscant.
"Well then, Alderaan it is. But be careful R3, we don't want to land in an ocean," he chuckled. More beeps and whistles came from the computer. "Yes, yes, I know you're a professional R3, it was a joke. You don't have to be so testy. So what if I almost crashed that landing back on Coruscant? We survived didn't we?"
The starfighter was then a blur, stretching out into the depths of space, only to be seen again when it reached its destination.