The Consular-class cruiser Steadfast Assurance had been running for six hours without incident when Qui-Gon Jinn set down his tea and said, quietly, "There."
Obi-Wan looked up from the navigation console. He had been reviewing their report on the Malastare mediation — a document notable primarily for its catalog of failures — and his master's tone reached him before his master's meaning did. It was a particular tone. Not urgency. Something more careful than urgency.
"Master?"
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