Luke Skywalker finds himself on the mysterious planet Earth whilst on a mission to locate stolen kyber crystals, which are necessary for him to craft a new lightsaber. With little knowledge of the planet, he seeks help from cynical university studen...
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"Are you mad at me?"
They had, as per his earlier suggestion, purchased her a few new clothes, mainly just robes and long dresses. Now, they were walking towards the speeder they'd be traveling in, Luke carrying three large sacks over his shoulder, his hood having fallen off of his head as a result of the strengthening breeze.
"No."
"You're acting mad."
"We can talk about it later," she said gently, squeezing his hand in reassurance, "Right now, my primary concern is making fun of how you drive. Let's see it, Skywalker."
"There's nothing wrong with how I drive," he scoffed, putting their stuff in the backseat.
Truth be told, there was little to say about his driving skills. They sat in silence for the majority of the trip, Avery only speaking to ask about the colossal vehicle she saw in the distance.
"Sandcrawler," he told her, "Operated by Jawas."
"Jawas? Are those the bad ones?"
"I mean, they aren't exactly great, but I think you're referring to the Tusken Raiders."
"Can I see them?"
"The Tusken? You want to harass a creature with "raider" in its name?"
"No," she snapped, "I want to see the Wawas."
"Jawas," he corrected, "And no."
"Why? Are you scared of them?"
"They're not much to be afraid of," he clarified, "Just annoying."
"You think they can be more annoying than me?"
"You're only annoying when you try to be. It doesn't come as naturally to you."
"That's the most absurd thing I've ever heard. Let me see my competition," she demanded.
Sighing and rolling his eyes, Luke steered them in the direction of the sandcrawler, stopping next to it. Before she could ask where the Jawas were, the vehicle made a dreadful sound as it screeched to a halt. A couple of hooded figures came barreling down a ramp, muttering feverishly amongst themselves.
"They're tiny," she noted in awe, "Barely even three feet tall."
"What they lack in height, they make up for in how bothersome they are. Don't get out of the speeder. Just watch."
Right on cue, one of them stumbled over to where Luke was sitting, placing its hands on the door of the speeder to help itself stand a little taller.
"Hi," he said tiredly, seemingly already over this interaction, "We're a bit lost. Could you tell me where—"
He wasn't able to finish his sentence due to Avery's startled shriek, which was a consequence of the Jawa that had climbed onto the hood of the speeder. It began tugging at the side mirror, and she wasn't sure whether or not the creature wished to inspect its condition, or to simply rip it off.
