No questions were asked as Ylio entered the spaceship, he only got a short nod from the man he had bumped into that day. How things can change in a few hours… He had been lying in the dirt, close to crying, now he was going to live the dream, leaving Alderaan, even though it was with a man he didn't necessarily trust, or someone he knew. For a moment, Ylio thought of turning around, going back to home and face what would come at him, but he didn't. The thought of leaving the chance to explore the galaxy, to leave Alderaan, was too much for him to bear. He wanted to see what was beyond the borders of Mytoro, beyond the skies of Alderaan, even beyond the Alderaan sector. He wanted to see the other Core Worlds, the Colonies, even go to the Outer Rim. Of course, this wasn't up to him for now, the man, who he now knew as Roh Vagos, would decide where they'd go.

He placed his bag with the few belongings he had taken with him on one of the seats and sat on another. Roh Vagos' spaceship wasn't sizeable, it was rather small and only had a bit of walking space and three seats, aside from all the controls needed to fly the thing. The seats were actually comfortable, against Ylio's expectations. The spaceship wasn't particularly expressing comfort, rather stuffiness, so the seats were quite the surprise. As the entry ramp closed, paired with some frightening creaking sounds, as if some parts of the ship were rusted.

"That will need some oil when we get back…" Roh mumbled.

"Wha…?"

"Nothing," Roh, who still hadn't properly introduced himself to Ylio, muttered. All Roh said to Ylio were short sentences, dripping with either sarcasm, disinterest or plain annoyance. It was like he was doing his best to make Ylio feel uncomfortable, without saying things that would cause discomfort, which had effect on Ylio. "Don't worry about it. Be quiet, sit still and try to sleep. We will…" He broke off mid-phrase, fumbling with the controls of his spacecraft a bit.

"We will arrive at our destination in a bit more than a day," he finally said.

Ylio dared, though he hesitated, after a long silence, to ask the stranger where they were headed. By the time Ylio asked, Roh had nearly prepared for takeoff. The only thing that had kept him from taking off already so far, was the exact point Ylio addressed. Roh had to admit, he hadn't given it much thought. As with everything, Roh had counted on the Force to guide him, as it has brought him so far, Roh thought it best to take the same approach on where they would set off to. It was taking a while, but nothing had dawned on him.

"Just…" Roh sighed, before curtly continuing, "just wait…"

And so Ylio did, for what seemed to be a long time. He intently watched Roh, who stood unmoving, though he periodically tapped his finger on the armrest of his chair, on which he leaned. The man was quite tall, at least, from Ylio's perspective, towering far over the chair. For a short moment, Ylio found himself thinking back at the moment the man had towered over him back in the village. He remembered how he felt, intimidated, scared. It occurred to Ylio that he hadn't even seen the man's face in its entirety. He had seen the man's mouth, his grins and broad smiles, but not much more. Somehow, his eyes were always covered in a shadow.

"What is your name?"

"Excuse me…?" Roh grumbled. Ylio had taken him out of his concentration, just as something was dawning on him. He felt the urge to lash out at Ylio, but, restraining himself, he did not. He realized something he had never thought of before. For such a long time, he had been in solitude, rarely receiving visitors, apart from family and close friends before their deaths, now he had to adjust to having someone around him, for almost every hour a day.

"Your name…" Ylio repeated, "what is your name?"

"Ah yes, my name," Roh mumbled.

It was like someone turned a switch in the man. As distant and aloof he was at first, as gallant and expressive he was now.

"Where were my manners," he said, spinning around on his heel. His black cloak swirled around in the air as he turned around, adding grace to the spinning motion. "My name is Roh Vagos," he said, bowing at Ylio, "representative and longtime employee of the Jonex Mine Corporation. And you, I happen to know, are Ylio Chron, the son of Ylo Chron of Alderaan. Now, knowing that isn't such a feat, since I've spoken to your father, about your family, but more importantly… about you. That is, as you should know, the very reason why you are here."

"My father said you would keep me safe."

"That is only partially true," Roh said, "as I've never ensured your safety to your father. I would be lying too, if I were to say that you would be entirely safe for as long as you live with me, for we shall find ourselves in many dangerous situations. But I will keep to the promise I did make to your father. I promised him to keep you out of the hands of the Jedi, and so I will."

"Why?"

"Why? Why would you ask that question? Is it important for you to know? I think not, young Ylio. Right now, the only thing of importance to you is getting away from this planet as soon as possible."

"Yes, but… I would really like to know why you'd help me. It just doesn't make a lot of sense… I mean, you're a stranger… I've never seen you before, and my father doesn't know you… You don't look like you're from Alderaan and…"

"Calm down young one," Roh said, soothing the boy in front of him by placing the palm of his hand on Ylio's mouth. "Once you're ready, all will be revealed for you. Now, let's get away from here, in a few hours, this place will be more dangerous for you than Cor… of course!"

"Huh?"

"Nothing young one, just remain seated. We will take off in a minute."

Roh hurried to his own chair, Ylio remained seated, doing as he was asked to do by Roh. Roh turned, as he now was seated down, a few switches. A rumbling noise emerged from the back of the spaceship, the ship trembled and within a few seconds, the engines ignited. The vertical thrusters heated up, and, sure enough, exactly one minute after Roh sat down in his chair, the ship took off, slowly leaving the atmosphere.

Ylio looked out of the window near to his seat, enchanted by the view he had. He first saw his house, and the rest of the village, shrinking down below, slowly disappearing into the fields surrounding it. As the ship passed through the clouds, Ylio lost sight of his village and started spotting new marvels. The clouds, as they were being passed through, and shortly afterwards, the starlit darkness of space, as it was being entered.

"We are in space now young one, you can walk around if you feel the need."

Ylio nodded, which proved to be futile as Roh couldn't even see him from where he sat. He jumped from his chair and hurried to the back of the spaceship from where, through the farthest window, Ylio could shed a final glance on the planet he had never left. From the distance, it looked as serene as it was on the surface. Again, this view was all new to Ylio, but curiosity and marvel had made place for mixed feelings. Already, he longed to be back in his own bed, to walk the hallways of his home, to run through the fields near his village. But all that was now behind him. He would have to face this new chapter in the story of his life, he knew that, but it was no consolation to how he felt. He didn't feel miserable, he was far too excited to feel miserable, but apart from his excitement, he didn't feel exactly great. Up until the moment the ship left the atmosphere, the excitement had been enough to mask Ylio's doubt, and fear.

Slowly, but surely, Alderaan shrunk in the distance, until suddenly, bluish-white light engulfed the spaceship, and the planet disappeared from sight.

"We have made the jump to hyperspace," Roh explained, walking up to Ylio, sensing the youngling's confusion. "We are now traveling faster than light itself."

"Oh…"

"You are troubled?" It was more a statement than a question really, Roh felt the turmoil within the boys mind. He got no response, Ylio only stared out of the window at… at nothing in particular.

"Do not let sorrow overtake you, young one. The Force willed this to happen, and so it did. There was nothing that could have prevented it, thus, dwelling in the past is of no use."

"But I… I miss them already."

"And you will likely miss them for many years to come. But all of that is to make you stronger, young Ylio. I will teach you to harness your feelings, so they might protect you, whilst they first acted to overtake you."

"I don't understand…"

"You will," Roh said, adding, "in time…" His caring demeanor changed as his lips curled into a smirk. "With proper training, of course, both mental and physical."

"Training? My father never…"

"Your father? A thing of the past, do not dwell on it anymore. Everything he told you, every promise you made, all of them are meaningless now."

"Don't be taken aback," he added, sensing Ylio's growing anxiety, "it is all for the best, you know it to be true… don't you?"

Ylio thought, Roh waited patiently, suppressing another smirk as he noticed that Ylio did his best to avoid having eye-contact. He did not answer.

"I will take your silence as a yes." He turned away from Ylio and walked back to his chair, watching Ylio over his shoulder. The boy did not move, he seemed to still be considering Roh's question, even though Roh had already claimed an answer.

"Store away your feelings for now Ylio, they are in the way at the moment…"

Ylio heard Roh's words, but payed little heed to them. He was right, of course, but it wasn't as easy as he painted it to be. It is not that he wanted to keep feeling the way he felt, it seemed like Roh thought he did. Quite the contrary, he just didn't know how to put his feelings out of the way, the way Roh told him to.

"Why don't you come back here?" Roh asked from the spaceship's cockpit; a suggestion, more than a question. It seemed most of his questions were actually quite the opposite.

Ylio slowly walked back to where he came from, his seat in the cockpit. He sighed, hoping that this wouldn't become an everyday affair, missing his family that is. In a strange way, Roh's words had actually been comforting, even though he hadn't given his words the attention they deserved. But at the same time, Roh's words had been cold, harsh if you will, as if they hadn't been intended as comfort. Ylio shook that thought off, there was no way that it was Roh's intention to meet his sadness with harsh responses, only to further hurt him. What good would that do? Rather, what good would that be to Roh?

"It wouldn't make sense at all…" Ylio whispered to himself.

"What wouldn't make sense?"

"Nothing Roh… I mean, sir, I mean…"

"For now, 'sir' will do," Roh said.

Ylio nodded. "So… where are we going sir?"

"Remember that we are hiding from the Jedi, that means there is only one planet can go to."

"I read that, if people want to disappear, they should go to Nar Shaddaa."

"You have read correctly, but theoretical knowledge is not always useful when brought into practice… The Jedi will expect us to go to Nar Shaddaa. They would follow us, and imprison us there. No, like I said, there is only one planet we can go to, one planet where we will be safe. The planet where they will least expect us."

"Are you suggesting we're going to Coruscant?"

"Indeed young one, Coruscant."

"And one more thing," Roh said. "From now on, Ylio is gone. You are Greh. Greh Vagos."