'His name is Kettch, and he's an Ewok.'
Wedge came upright. 'No.'
'Oh, yes. Determined to fight. You should hear him say, 'Yub, yub.' He makes it a battle cry.'
'Wes, assuming he could be educated up to Alliance fighter-pilot standards, an Ewok couldn't even reach an X-wing's controls.'
'He wears arm and leg extensions, prosthetics built for him by a sympathetic medical droid. And he's anxious to go, Commander.'
'Please tell me you're kidding.'
'Of course I'm kidding.'
(...) 'I'm going to get you, Janson.'
'Yub, yub, Commander.


