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“She was working for the Empire, a thing she had sworn she would never do, helping design a vessel that would, in all probability, be the most fearsome weapon the galaxy had ever seen. While it was true that improving the biometrics and seating pattern in an assembly hall was not the same as devising a superlaser that could melt moons, still… Still, one was either a factor in something’s success, or a factor in its failure. Working for the enemy, said the little voice she sometimes heard in her head. She often visualized it as a miniature version of herself, shaking a chastising finger. How sad is that? Not as if I had a choice, is it? she replied mentally. Nobody asked me if I wanted the job, now, did they? You could have turned it down, the avatar of her conscience shot back. And been sent back to that serpent’s nest of a planet to rot and die? To what end? Her inner self fell silent.” — Michael Reaves