Шиматта.
“What in all nine Corellian Hells are you doing kid?” Han asks incredulously.
The kid looks over his shoulder and grins. “Looking for the stairs.” he replies mildly as though it's the most obvious thing in the world.
Han gapes at him. Chewie grumbles something about blaming Han for picking up delusional children. Leia just watches the boy in silent consideration
Suddenly with a triumphant 'Ah ha!!” and a sickeningly adorable grin, the kid finds a switch that opens up a hidden panel in the wall to reveal...stairs?
Han has literally never seen a space station with access stairs before.
The kid grins at Han's surprise. “My father insisted on including them.” He explains proudly. “He said that in the Clone Wars people often ended up pinned down or trapped on levels because the enemy had targeted the lifts and could pick them off that way.”
He waves them past him, holding the door open. “Where to?”
“The Hangar.” Her haughtiness replies.“Your father designed this place?” the princess asks, coolly interested.
“No, he just had some input-” the kid starts to reply when his comm goes off and he all but throws himself out of the stair way in a desperate bid to answer it.
“Father-!” he cries in a patently terrible attempt at sounding innocent.
“Luke.” the unmistakable voice and mask of Vader chides reproachfully, his hissing respirator echoing eerily in the empty hallway. “You are not yet returned to your chambers.”
Han hears Leia stifle a gasp. He'd probably gasp too if he could breathe.
“I know. I'm on my way I swear, but there were Stormtroopers on my usual route and I took a detour to avoid them and now I'm all turned around.” the kid whines.
“Return to your chambers immediately, and as quickly as possible! The criminals are still at large. If you must cross paths with Stormtroopers- so be it. I will deal with them later if it is necessary.”
The kid nods. “Don't worry. I'm practically there already.”
“Be safe my son.” Vader says before ending the call.
The three of them stare at Luke open mouthed. He looks at them sheepishly. “You're heading to the Hangar?” he asks.
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