The gentle and consistent hum of the hyperdrive, accompanied by the soft clicking of various systems and their corresponding lights that blinked mutedly on the control panel, were Han Solo's only companions. Chewie was sleeping, as was Jaina, while Jacen meditated in the hold and Anakin practiced with the lightsaber remote. They were all quiet and introspective, readying themselves in their own way for whatever it was they would find. Han had never been the introspective type. “Nothing yet,” Mara answered. “Actually...shouldn't Cloud City be around here somewhere?” There was only silence.