Galen rubbed the back of his head. He couldn't help but feel pulled to this place, his encounter with Padmé a happy coincidence. He was considering making it his home, the peaceful nature of the inhabitants, and his own love of trees and nature seeming a perfect fit.

"I...I like this place. It reminds me of home. I've been looking for a vacant hut in the trees the locals wouldn't miss, that I could maybe move into. It'd make me feel like less of a vagrant, if nothing else."

He smiles. Under Vader, he'd spent most of his life on the Rogue Shadow, never really having a real "home", or anything to call his own beyond his lightsaber. It wasn't very Jedi of him, but Galen likes the idea of having a place to put down roots.

"Not any more, I think. If he was still here, I'd be able to sense him in the Force. He's not as strong in the Dark Side as he liked to tell himself he was, but he was strong enough that he stood out. I'm sorry, Senator Amidala."

He really was, too. Galen had come here with a single thought on his mind, to find and be with Juno. Here, he wass permanently separated from the only person who had ever believed he could be more than what Vader made of him. To say that he missed her, and felt lost without her was an understatement.