All he could think of was Sergeant Kal. “He can take care of himself,” Jusik said. “He’s packing more weapons than the Galactic Marines.” “Are you telepathic?” The thought disturbed Fi, because his mind was the only private retreat he had. “I was just—” “If you’re not as worried for him as I am, then I’ve read you all wrong, my friend.” “Bard’ika …” “Yes? Too fast? Look—” “Even if you didn’t have your Force powers, you’d still be a terrific soldier. And a good man.” Fi couldn’t see the Jedi’s expression. For once, Jusik didn’t scare the living daylights out of Fi and look back over his
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