I totally understand Niall's reasoning about lovemaking the night before now. I would think the same way, and I don't care if that makes me a prude. If love and emotions are not involved, sex can go kriff itself. And then, when he's empty, he finds the right way to fill his broken soul again - by helping people who protested against his homeworld's destruction, people who literally gave an arm and a leg for the growing Rebellion. I am crying. This is precisely what the Empire had made out of people - people without arms are UNABLE TO DO THINGS. That's like cutting off their wings. And they would even twist the neck of a baby bird, not quite out of the nest yet. How can people LIKE them is beyond me. And I dig Pocrates. Might ask to borrow him! OH NO OH NO OH NO OH NO. Ryas, STOP HIM. He is Alderaan, but if he's gone, then, well, one less person is Alderaan. A short entry, indeed, but SO, SO POWERFUL.