"Nooo, I paid for them," Luke says, though he thinks maybe Tommy would respect him more if he hadn't. "It's more that I convinced the young woman selling them she didn't need to see my identification."
"And how did you do that?" He wonders. He's not completely unaware of what the Force can do, thanks to his time with Rey, and he even knows Luke can do it too. He just isn't making the connection that he could use it for those kinds of things.
But Luke doesn't know what Tommy knows, what Rey's told him. "Do you know about the Force?" he asks. "In this case, it's sort of a... misdirection. I convinced her it wasn't important."
"You remember that I used to fuck Rey, right?" He reminds him, putting his cigarette back in his mouth- yeah, he knows about the bloody Force. They used to be connected, all the time- she used to be in his head.
Luke flinches slightly at the crudeness of the reminder--yes, he knows they were together, but that's no guarantee of what Tommy understands of the Force. And the callous tone simply reminds Luke of the hurt it put Rey through.
"I'm not sure how strict we can be with ethics, under the circumstances," he says after a moment. "We have no legal existence here, I assume, so no above-board method of getting what we need. And no one is hurt. I paid for them, and the girl was unharmed."
He shrugs.
"Then again, you're talking to someone with a price on his head."
It's been awhile since anyone he talked to didn't know way more than Luke would like, so he forgets, now, that his story is common knowledge only to... well, okay, most of the Barge.
"Overthrowing the government will do that," he says. "Though... There aren't really any left to pay out, even if someone wanted to collect."
"It was more a military action against a consolidated power," Luke says. "One man had decided individual rule was... inefficient, or something. I blew up their superweapon."
"Yeah." Luke runs a hand through his hair. "It was called the Death Star." He rolls his eyes slightly, acknowledging the ridiculous name, but his expression sobers immediately. "It... was a weapon capable of disintigrating an entire planet with one blast."
Luke looks down, feeling the weight of it once again. The urgency. "Yes," he says quietly. "We... were too late. They wanted to make an example. They were trying to get my sister to give up the name of the rebel base, and they destroyed her planet."
Luke nods, mouth a grim line. "Yes," he says softly. "Including her parents--I mean, the people who raised her. She'd given a false name for the base, but they didn't know that. They simply didn't care. Wanted an example anyway."
He glances over at Tommy.
"Didn't really seem like a matter of breaking the law, after that, you know?"
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"Is that strictly ethical, you'd say?"
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"I'm not sure how strict we can be with ethics, under the circumstances," he says after a moment. "We have no legal existence here, I assume, so no above-board method of getting what we need. And no one is hurt. I paid for them, and the girl was unharmed."
He shrugs.
"Then again, you're talking to someone with a price on his head."
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"Overthrowing the government will do that," he says. "Though... There aren't really any left to pay out, even if someone wanted to collect."
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"Had it ever?"
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It's enough to make other men pacifists, he's sure.
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He glances over at Tommy.
"Didn't really seem like a matter of breaking the law, after that, you know?"
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"That sounds like a righteous sort of act."
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"I hope so," he says softly. "I just hope... how do they put it? The ends justify the means?"