“Dar,” Corr said carefully, “don’t you want the kid?” “Yes, I do.” It just slipped out. “I didn’t think I’d be interested, but he’s mine. It means there’s more to me than just what’s sitting here. I can’t explain it very well. All I know is that it matters. It makes me someone different.” Regular humans grew up knowing what families were, what parents did, even if they didn’t have one. In Darman’s wholly artificial world on Kamino, during the years that mostly shaped him, Darman had worked out something vital; that there was such a thing as a father, and Kal Skirata filled that gap in his
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