They’re laughing at me now, at the strange creature with the long snoot who hides behind robes and goggles. Their species grates on my nerves. Noisy, rude, unsubtle, uneducated, especially in the rougher corners of a planet like Tatooine. Their sweat stinks of fear and desperation. They’re as trapped here as I am, although they tell themselves they chose this life.
imperial spy </3 </3
