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Does he look like a killer?" She was watching Cassian and Bodhi descend into the mud when she heard Chirrut's voice. She turned to look and saw he was speaking to Baze. "No," Baze said, after a moment of thought. "He has the face of a friend." "Who are you talking about?" she asked. Baze eyed her appraisingly. "Captain Andor," he said, flat. She should have been irritated by the curt explanation. Instead she could only muster vague confusion. "Why do you ask that?" she said, looking to Chirrut now. "What do you mean, Does he look like a killer?" "The Force moves darkly near a creature that's about to kill," Chirrut answered.

Fear was like heat applied to steal: Applied correctly it might forge a blade; overused, it turned metal to slag.

He hadn't known her, didn't know her, of course. There wasn't the time.

He saw a figure in white robes near the bridge entrance and turned the tape over in his hand. He approached the woman and said, his tone respectful, "Your Highness. The transmission we received..." The woman looked toward him. He'd seen her face many times before, knew it well. She was young, seemed younger every day, even as her responsibilities grew and grew. He held out his hand. Childlike fingers took the tape. "What is it they've sent us?" he asked. Prince Leia Organa looked at him as if he'd placed another burden on her shoulders - another responsibility to add to a count of thousands - and she was proud to bear it. "Hope," she said. Raymus believed her.

He was not the Empire - not every moment of oppression and indignity and torment she had ever suffered. He was an Imperial, a petty, spiteful, scared little man who'd forgotten his own atrocities.

She'd done better than most; it would take the Empire a whole battle station to end her.

Stardust," Jyn said. "It's that one." "How do you know that?" Curiosity and urgency mixed in his voice, as if he wanted to say: Be sure. Jyn was sure. "I know because it's me.

The office on the other end of the comm was squawking at him. Bodhi ignored it. "Rogue One," he declared, "pulling away!

We don't all have the luxury of deciding when and where we want to care about something.

What do you know? We don't all have the luxury of deciding when and where we want to care about something. Suddenly the Rebellion is real for you? Now that you've got a stake in it, and - and - now that you don't have another life to go back to? Some of us live this Rebellion. I've been in this fight since I was six years old. You're not the only one who lost everything. Some of us just decided to do something about it.

When our objectives become purely military, we've already lost the larger fight.