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One. Del drew a breath. All hell was breaking loose and he wanted nothing more than to scuttle off planet and disappear from whatever the hell this madness was becoming. Two. He knew that he was probably going to have to work on helping get the coms back up. It wasn't something he wanted to do but it was something he was capable of. It was well in his warehouse of tricks to do. Three. He wanted nothing more than to find Iden and run away with her. To keep her at his side and it was the two of them against the galaxies. They could take it. Four. The comms were down and there was nothing anyone could do about it yet. Five. He leans against the metal paneling of the wall near the ship bay. He's tired. It's showing from the circles under his eyes. He wants to sleep for a week. "If you park that there, there's no promises you'll be able to get it out in an hour."