Sefton speeded back to Khoonda. Beautiful country. He thought to himself as he passed through the countryside. Khoonda slowly came into view, and then before he knew it Sefton was at his ship. Atton and the Exile were still talking to each other infront of the ship, but the droid was no where in sight. He didn't stop and drove the swoop bike right up the loading ramp into where it was stored in the cargo hold. Sefton walked back down the ramp and tossed out the half burnt cigarette he had in his mouth.
"Atton, where to?"