"Working for me wouldn't be so bad, would it? I wouldn't restrict your freedom or impose any moral rules. You could do whatever you wanted, and I'd pay you more than the Archaeological Association does."
"That's true..."
Aphra rubbed her chin. She had become a Jedi, but she still had no desire to fight and kill. She hadn't known Deathstroke long, yet she knew he was powerful. He also seemed easy to get along with. The man was reasonable in the way he did things.
If she was going to earn money, what did it matter who she worked for? Especially when this job paid better.
"So, don't you want to save up for a vacation with your girlfriend? Or buy Zero Three and BT some new parts?" Su Ming patted Cloak, signaling it to carry them through the underground river in search of Luke and the others. All it had to do was follow the guidance of the Force. "Once you've got a new ship, won't you want a new house? Work hard for me for a few decades, and I'll give you a planet to play with."
"Wait. By 'planet,' do you mean an actual planet? A celestial body?"
"I can't promise it'll be natural, and it probably won't have intelligent life. But if you mean the sort of celestial body commonly found in the Milky Way Galaxy, then yes." Su Ming dangled a Carrot on a Stick as an incentive. For someone living in an interstellar age, it was quite a lure.
As for planets, Su Ming had plenty. The planets in the Spectre Universe were home to intelligent life or precious animals, so he wouldn't hand one over for Aphra to play with. But other worlds had no shortage of uninhabited planets.
Take Titan in the