"It's about as close as I'll probably ever get to be," Fook shrugged. "It's been a long time since I was home. I've... tried to bring back what that felt like, here. It's not the same, but I'll take what I can get."

Deft, practiced fingers resumed his weeding, moving with the same grace and fluidity with which Loki had witnessed him handle field-stripping blasters and capture equipment. "I wasn't always a bounty hunter, after all. But even before that, I learned something important in this galaxy: Everyone is huge, and they'll pick on you for being smaller than them. So, you come up with something else to get their attention, so their mind doesn't even go there. Also, it's kinda fun, and the ladies love it."