Aiden was determined to get off that broiler of a planet as soon as he could. Having retrieved the Star Map, there really wasn't anything left for him to do. Carth, Leiraya, and HK-47 in tow, they made their way towards the docks.

Upon their arrival, they were greeted with a most unwelcome sight.

"Eeechee wa maa!" the furry little creature exclaimed, waving its arms about in an angered frenzy.

"Translation: The miniature meatbag states that he is most displeased at his treatment last time we met, and demands his weapon back."

Aiden blinked. "He's back?"

Carth shrugged. "Well, you know, he must not have much to do with his time... I imagine they don't give him too many assignments."

"Look, you," Aiden pointed an annoyed finger at the Ewok. "You may be the Evil, not-quite-so-Lightsaber wielding Sith Lord Ewok of d00m, but I'm an impatient Jedi who doesn't feel like dealing with you."

The Ewok jabbered something that sounded quite irritated, which HK-47 once again translated. "Translation: He doesn't care what you feel like, Master, if he cared about feelings he never would have ceased going to therapy."

Aiden looked at the spaceport around him. All sorts of alien creatures were milling about, seemingly oblivious to the goings-on with the diminuitive Sith. He had rather hoped the little guy would get discouraged after the half-crippled one had knocked him out with her cane, but apparently this guy was particularly dense.

"Listen," Leiraya spoke up. "Let's make a deal."

The Ewok jabbered cautiously, but with no small amount of curiosity. "Translation: He does not trust you, but he will listen to your offer before he kills you."

Leiraya smirked and leaned on her cane. "You leave us alone, and I won't let it get out that you were clocked over the head by a cane. Leave now, and I won't try to spread the rumour that it was done by a little old lady crossing the street."

The Ewok chittered and squeaked with a great deal of excitement. "Translation: The miniature meatbag says you wouldn't!"

"Oh yes, I would." She put her free hand on her hip. "Take it or leave it."

The Ewok stood there for a few seconds, unsure of what to do. Finally, he sunk his head in dejection. Chattering something that sounded resentful, he stomped out of the spaceport.

Aiden looked from her to the retreating Ewok. "I don't know how you did that... but you're absolutely insane. And so am I."