“Stop giving me orders! I’m not a kid!”
“You are a kid,” Ferus said. “You’ve seen a lot and done more, but you’re still a kid, and I’m going to protect you when I have to. End of story. Now wait here. If I’m lucky, I’ll come out with Garen Muln and a lightsaber.”
“And if you aren't lucky, a gorgodon will chew you up and spit you out, and I'll sweep up the pieces,” Trever shot back.
“Charming,” Ferus said. “Good luck to you, too.”
He turned away. He'd only gone a few steps when Trever called after him.
“You'd better make it back!”
Smiling slightly, Ferus moved on.
Excerpt from Jude Watson's The Last of the Jedi Book 2 - Dark Warning













