It's true, but Hera doesn't feel like dwelling on it. She'd like to avoid talking at all about the Hutts - but she knows that's unlikely to happen, if she really tells this story.

Still, she presses on. "I liked the desert. Even when things were hard - I felt like I had everything. It was always busy somewhere inside, in the main hall or in my parents' rooms. And if I wanted quiet I could slip downstairs, or wander outside to the canyons nearby. I could climb out a window and onto the mountain, and look at the sky. And when I got older I could hitch rides into the city."

With another look to him, "That's when I was there - we couldn't always stay there, especially during the war."