The interior of the Republican escort ship was completely silent, broken only by the hum of navigation systems. Commander Thorn was meticulously checking his blaster as his eyes roamed the room, making sure everything was in order. Near him, the Senator of Ryloth, a blue-skinned twi'lek in formal attire, was sitting with his hands clasped, looking out the window at the clouds and the bluish sky.

"How long until the jump to hyperspace?"

The clone asked with a certain tone of concern and impatience towards the pilot who just replied "I'll let you know when we ascend", Thorn was stressed, he didn't like the route followed by the droids, they were too exposed until he could make his way to the Venator cruiser that was waiting for them in the atmosphere. You were next to him, it was no problem detecting his feelings, he was never good at hiding them, you didn't have to be a Jedi to notice it, he scrambled instead, even when you assured him that everything would be fine he kept doubting. Thorn surprised and nodded slightly.

—"I appreciate the trust, Jedi Master. But I prefer to rely on our protocols. If something happens, we will be ready, I assure you."