So you were born into it. [ He can tell from Poe's hesitation to talk about his parents that that line of conversation will lead into this knowledge of the future which will somehow make him unhappy. He files that conclusion away, to be pulled up later. ] What is it you fly?

[ He gives a curious look to Poe's carpet, rolled up under his arm, not sure why exactly he's carrying a carpet around with him, but... Maybe that's Yavin custom? He's never been, he couldn't say. Or some strange Earth tradition he doesn't know about yet. ]

Grew up on Ralltiir. Much less remote than Yavin IV. Joined the academy as soon as I was old enough. Worked my way up the ranks until I was an officer.