[Galen Sol]

"We definitely need to know more." Galen agreed. "They have the advantage of defending territories they have a familiarity with and resources we are unaware of."

[Sabine Kelborn]

"There are worse kind of addictions, doc." She smiled. "I say keep at it, just avoid the hard stuff. Like beans from Mustafar."

She glanced back at Galen. "Yeah, it's a tough one.I feel we're always one step behind... and those damn gunships too."

[Dr. Cole Ormont]

Cole wrapped his long fingers around his mug and sipped from it. His stomach hurt, and his brow furrowed as he calculated how long had passed since he woke up. It hadn’t been eight hours yet, but it was definitely more than four. He checked the time and set down his mug, taking out a hypospray and loading it. “Excuse me,” he turned, popping one of the buttons of his jacket so he could inject himself, his back to his patients.

[Galen Sol]

Galen, on the other hand, had just woken up after a fitful sleep. The kaff helped.

"I'm getting a little tired of bombs, too. I think they'd blow up the planet if they could."