he’s been punching in numbers for the better part of an hour, biting his nails and trying to hide the nervous tick. over the time he’s had passing contact with the rebellion it’s always been all or nothing, but transiently working when he can allows for his issues. “you’ll have to deal with the security droids ------ i can’t deactivate them from here, but uhm, the main causeway should be clear once it hits midnight.” and all of the price of only using a dead man’s credentials, that váli was still in their system at all made his fingers twitch. “i’ve got transport off world with you, right? the alternative is leaving me for dead. which uh, fair play,” it was a risk he’d accepted that they’d cut their losses with him. “i’d appreciate if you didn’t.”
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