The situation was desperate, as always: Stormtroopers were methodically searching the area, the Rebels were scattered and time was running out — so naturally Amilyn stopped to visit the Obroa-Skai Archaeological Museum, where she wandered in ever-widening concentric circles further and further from the exit.

“We either need cover or we need to keep moving,” hissed Leia, only to be shushed by no fewer than a dozen curators; Amilyn promptly stopped in her tracks to point at a poorly lit diorama labeled THE CLONE WARS: The Evolution of Combat Armor.

“How about cover that we can move in?” asked Amilyn — and Leia had to take a deep breath and remind herself that it didn’t matter how Amilyn came up with her escape plan, or whether Leia could follow her reasoning... just like it didn’t matter that the curators looked at Amilyn’s interest with approval, and no one shushed her.