"Let's," Aden agreed, moving to do just that once Inigo was ready to move as well.

"And stars, I wish. There are people I know who could clear this entire blasted mess with a thought, but unfortunately I'm not one of them."

Without Valkorion riding shotgun in his mind, he wasn't anything special. Just an ordinary man with a strange past. And honestly with his people's view on Force sensitivity, he was lucky that he was just that.

Still, at least he was physically strong enough to not be entirely a burden on the others on the train. Lacked the pleasing personality that would make him welcome, but at least he wouldn't be pulling anyone down.

"So the old-fashioned hard work way it'll have to be."