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in great peril at his expense, for no other reason than that…he was their friend. Thiswas a new idea for the cocky Solo—at once terrible and wonderful. There wasjeopardy in this turn of events. It made him feel somehow blinder than before, butvisionary as well. It was confusing. Once, he was alone; now he was a part. That realization made him feel indebted, a feeling he'd always abhorred; onlynow the debt was somehow a new kind of bond, a bond of brotherhood. It was evenfreeing, in a strange way. He was no longer so alone. No longer alone. Luke saw a difference had come over his friend, like a sea change. It was agentle moment; he didn't want to disturb it. So he only nodded. Chewie growled affectionately at the young Jedi warrior, mussing his hair like aproud uncle. And Leia warmly hugged him.