He found himself wishing she would delve into less pleasant stories. Continuing to avoid them would just start to chip away at the pleasure with tension. And perhaps he was partly trying to keep creating these good moments to be safe settings for such conversations.

Well, talk about it later if they had to. For now, he exhaled and nodded. "It was my first mission for the Rebellion. A robbery of the Empire. I wasn't fully committed yet. I was a mercenary. My… handler gave me a sky kyber necklace as collateral. I tried to keep it secret but I did a bad job. The rest of the team had been together for months, I came in at the last minute, and they had a hard time trusting me. One of them saw the necklace and nearly cut my throat to get it, to prove I was a fake. I told them the truth and they accepted it because they needed me. Ironically, that guy proved to be more in it for the payoff than I was."