(Chapter fifty.)

The pilot motioned towards Kylo Ren's helmet. It's just very hard to understand you with the whole- Said Poe Dameron.

Search him. Replied Kylo Ren.

The pilot mumbled something, and Sara cocked her head at him. He doesn't have it anymore, Sara said.

Kylo Ren abruptly turned towards her. What did he do with it? He asked Sara.

Sara peered into the pilots eyes and the swallows depths of his memory. He gave it to someone else. Sara replied to her partner.

The Stormtrooper's confirmed it as they finished patting the prisoner down. Nothing, sir. Said the Stormtrooper's.

One of the villager's, then? Asked Kylo Ren.

Sara locked her jaw. I doubt it. Can I have a few minutes with him? Sara asked her partner.

Nodding briskly, Kylo Ren left her. Sara approached the pilot, bending down to his level, resting a hand on her knee. He followed her every movement, and when he looked up, Sara raised an eyebrow. I guess you talk last then, huh? Asked Poe Dameron.

That won't work with me, Sara responded bluntly and imagined herself driving into his dark eyes.