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“What have we been doing these last few years, Cal?" Cere pulled her legs up, wrapping her arms around her knees. "Even the big jobs we've taken, the ones that were really supposed to make a dent, have barely left a scratch on the Empire's hull. We're four people. Greez is right: if we're not smarter about this, we're all going to get killed. And then there's going to be no one left to fight."

"So what." Cal frowned. "You're worrtied about wisdom for people in the future. I'm worried about survival for people now. That's why we destroyed the holocron, Cere. To avoic exposing those kids to this kind of life." He ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. "We're a weapon, Cere. I'm a weapon. Point me in a direction, let me go, I'll do damage. But building something?" He shook his head. "I don't know how to do that. I've never had to.”
― Sam Maggs, Jedi: Battle Scars

“You're interesting, for a human. When you look into the sea, think of me sometimes.
"I will.”
― Elizabeth Lim, The Dragon's Promise

“A dragon without its rider is a tragedy.
A rider without their dragon is dead.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“I'm not a Jedi. I am much, much worse.”
― Sam Maggs, Jedi: Battle Scars