As the Rogues and Jedi started to prepare for their trip to Hoth, Corran felt his comlink pipe up. ?Horn,? he answered. ?Good day, Mister Horn. You will be pleased to learn that we have yet to inform your wife of your behavior, but believe me, we shall. I just sent you a list of all of the names of the children as well as the contact information for their parents. I expect you to call each and every one of them and inform them of what your actions, their consequences, as well as the steps we will be taking to get them back safely. And we will get them back safely, or I will see that you pay. I expect to see you, as well as the rest of your band of pirates on Hoth. Moss out,? Miriam?s icy voice echoed into the silence her comm call had made. Corran shuddered. ?She makes the Sith look like cute, fuzzy animals.? ?Why do I get the feeling that the coldest thing on Hoth won?t be the temperature?? Wedge mumbled under his breath. Corran shot him a look. ?Just shut up, Wedge. I notice you didn?t try to stop me.? Now it was Wedge?s turn to glare at Corran. ?Hey, I just wanted to teach Wes a lesson. Besides, I didn?t do any planning. You wouldn?t let me. Said you had it all under control,? he said, mimicking Corran. Corran was about to retort again when Face dropped into the seat behind them. ?I need to talk to you, Wedge. Privately.? Wedge nodded and followed him, leaving Corran wondering what had gone wrong.