28 – Home
"No place like home," Jaina says at entering, but she knows she'll just stay here until the Yuuzhan Vong overrun the planet.
"Home, sweet home," Jag sighs. With perfect timing, one of the shutters creaks and breaks. Better than nothing, he thinks and drops his armor on the cot.
"I'm leaving," she snaps and whirls around. "I'll give you a ride." His voice is cool and impersonal.
"Let's go home." Jaina's voice was low, husky. It certainly wasn't appropriate for the Head of the Imperial Remnant to kiss his fiancée in a taxi glider, but nobody cared for Jagged Fel.