I sat down at the table I always sat at, scaring away any clones that were sitting there. Wrecker came past the table, and I stopped him. Rex and Rue tensed up, thinking I was going to start a fight. I leaned to my brother's ear and whispered, "Sorry." Wrecker smiled, hugging me so hard that he lifted me off the ground, then set me on the ground, patting my head, and then walked away. I stood in my spot, shocked, considering how I treated my brother a few minutes ago. Rex and Rue sat over by me, and we all ate in silence. Rex knew something was wrong. "Y'all okay?" He asked. "Rebel, you only start fights or, well, have a staring contest with him when something is bothering you, and Rue, you were up all last night." Rue and I looked at each other with a worried glance, then looked at Rex, who was looking behind them in horror. As we turned around, we found ourselves face to face with Palpatine, who was angrier than ever.