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They all had great love for Solo, but somehow it was easier to show it by beingdemonstrative to Luke. "I'll see you back at the fleet," Luke called, moving toward his ship. "Why don't you leave that crate and come with us?" Solo nudged. "I have a promise I have to keep first…to an old fried." A very old friend, hesmiled to himself in afterthought. "Well, hurry back," Leia urged. "The entire Alliance should be assembled bynow." She saw something in Luke's face; she couldn't put a name to it, but it scaredher, and simultaneously made her feel closer to him. "Hurry back," she repeated. "I will," he promised. "Come on, Artoo." Artoo rolled toward the X-wing, beeping a farewell to Threepio. "Good-bye, Artoo," Threepio called out fondly. "May the maker bless you.You will watch out for him, won't you, Master Luke?"
But Luke and the little droid were already gone, on the far end of the flyer. The others stood without moving for a moment, trying to see their futures in theswirling sand.