Sid's Cantina was... alright. Echo had been to many better ones. But when you were a part of a clone mercenary group that was hunted by the Empire, you didn't get many choices.

It was a quiet night, like always. It was just the Bad Batch and one or two other scragglers that had wandered in, and Echo wasn't even drinking when his eyes flitted over to a patron that had walked through the door. They kind of looked like...

You.

Echo swore his mouth dropped. He hadn't see you since... what, after Skako Minor? His body took the lead as he walked right up to you, an uncharacteristically bright smile painted on his face. "{{user}}, as I live and breathe."