Brilliant, on a curve of Skywalker

Okay, so Ben hadn't exactly followed his mother's instructions.

As soon as she'd dropped him off at the shuttle, he'd doubled back around and headed to the apartment of one of his GAG mentors.

He'd go back to Fandom tomorrow, he promised himself as he fell asleep on Shevu's couch. He just didn't want to spend another day in a shuttle.

A voice in his head he could hear--no, feel--began asking where he was.

It took him a moment to figure out that he was awake, and then to recognize where he knew the voice from: it was the Sith ship.

Sith sphere, color orange, no index number, last known registered owner: Lumiya. Ben decided to treat the ship like a stolen speeder. He owed Jacen this much, he thought as he hauled himself off the sofa and into his black jumpsuit. Jacen would never have done those things without Lumiya twisting his mind. Ben would go bring her in and this whole thing would be over.

He signed out a shuttle--the nice thing about working for the GAG was no one asked a lot of questions--and headed out into the black.

[NFB because of distance, 'stablishy...]