*Deac is lead through strange corridors with machines on the side of them*
Deac: What world are we on?
Soldier: Alderaan. It's the information capital and seat of galactic government here.
Deac: And Syrnl?
*The soldier gestures to an alcove in the wall and leaves. Syrnl lies, old and weak, integrated into the wall*
Syrnl: Deac...brother...it has been so long and I am so sick...
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