"They caught me when I was just a kid," admitted Jamis. "About eight or so. I'm twenty-five right now, so... seventeen years. Most of my life, really."
He understood right now, that Sukara was no threat, and was in fact, much like himself. He nodded to himself.
"I understand you a bit," he said. "I hope you two have a good time wandering the Galaxy." He looked around the room. "I'll reccomend to the Jedi to just let you two go your way."
Quoth the Raven; "Nevermore, nevermore."