[Audio]

[sand_wormie]

[There is no visual, since the datapad is in Luke's pocket. The sound's a bit muffled, but a little of the ambience can be picked up on - traffic and wind. He's outside somewhere. And speaking.]

Hey... it's okay, little guy. I won't hurt you.

- I'm not food, either. Yes, I'm sure you do eat dead people sometimes, but I'm alive. See? ...That's better

Comments

[sand_wormie]

Huh...? [Picking stuff off the hawk-bat's clawed tail now.]

Oh, yeah. He could do this himself, but usually the flock helps. I think he thinks I'm another hawk-bat now, but tragically deformed.

[The hawk-bat's head jerks and its leathery wings reposition. Luke grins.]

And noisy.

[sand_wormie]

Not really. He's a hawk-bat, he doesn't have real language. But even animals can tell you something, sometimes.

[sand_wormie]

A little. Not... all the time. I have to be paying attention.

[sand_wormie]

Hi! I'm Luke Skywalker.

[sand_wormie]

A few days, so yeah, I guess I'm new.

[sand_wormie]

Different, really! Tatooine's all desert. More sand and heat, fewer people. My uncle likes to say, "If the suns don't kill you, something else will."

[sand_wormie]

Yeah? Are you from a desert world too, or just a desert?

[sand_wormie]

Nah. There's a desert planet only a few parsecs away from my homeworld - it's called Geonosis. I still sort of want to visit - they say all worlds are different, even when the climate's the same.