Luke and Han Solo had repaired the ship, but Su Ming said he had obtained a communicator from Master Offee and called for reinforcements from the Archaeological Association. He, Aphra, and the others would stay on Haven IV for a while to study the planet's strange phenomena.
The princess and her companions were members of the Rebel Alliance. They couldn't risk being seen by an organization as full of loose tongues as the Archaeological Association, so they hurried off without even tasting the fruit porridge the princess had made.
Aphra and Little Black Girl acted as though they were facing a final farewell, dragging out their goodbyes with one pointless remark after another. At last, the Millennium Falcon rose unsteadily from the ground and became a speck of light against the darkening sky.
But once Sana was gone, Aphra's expression returned to normal. All that reluctance to part with the girl had been an act.
She was a woman with a harem to build. How could she get that attached to one person?
"I'll message Hegel Santan and have him pick us up." She took out her communicator, then gave Master Offee a casual wave by way of greeting. "Are we going to look for the crystal next?"
"Yes. Master Offee and her apprentice Mary are coming with us. She knows a place." Su Ming picked up the pot the princess had left behind and swirled the thin porridge inside. "Once we have the crystal, we'll move on to the next step."
"Ugh. There won't be another dangerous adventure, will there? I've been at it all this time and still haven't eaten."
Aphra looked up, as if searching the sky for her ship.
"It's an ancient mine that once belonged to the Mandalorians. According to my Sennsei, there may be