“ listen carefully-- i am not here, you never saw me. you will turn around and return to your chambers. “ his hand waves as he speaks, guiding the glittering sensation in his fingers that is the persuasive power of the force. he waits. it doesn’t seem to be working-- something he isn’t accustomed to at all. he’d counted on it. at least, while he drifts from planet to planet, he can score some food and perchance a place to sleep.










