"Not that I can think of -- not right now, anyway."

He can't think of much of anything, right now, except for the warmth of Hera's hand on his, and the knowledge that --

That this is real. They're going to do this. The galaxy remains a mess, all the terrifying power of the Dark Side is coming for them, and they're in danger of dying every day.

But this -- they can have this.

"I'll tell you if something comes up? Uh."