[ When the shot hits true, Rex just grins fiercely through the scope for a moment before checking back into the conversation just in time to hear some remarkably familiar banter. ]

Of course you don't have a problem with it. You practically live there.

[ Thank god one of them does. Rex can't profess to know his way around all that junk. ]

Just get us away from the Empire. [ A beat. ] And preferably not to a desert planet. I've had enough of those to last me a lifetime.