Ibani grins and leads the way on to Alderaan.

"We've got a ways to go to reach where I had planned to picnic, but I needed a door," she explains. They step out of a rest stop and on to the road.

There's a speeder bike waiting,with what looks like supplies packed onto the back. "You can pilot if you like, or hang on to me." Not that Ibani plans on being at all reckless, but it would be a convenient excuse for Ben to wrap his arms around her.