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remained functioning. Leia tried to clear her mind, tried to focus on the shieldgenerator she wanted to reach, tried to weed away all feelings of doubt or fear shemay have been giving off. "I'm endangering the mission," Luke spoke now, in a kind of emotionalresonance with his secret sister. His thoughts were of Vader, though: their father."I shouldn't have come." Han tried to buoy things up. "Hey, why don't we try to be optimistic aboutthis?" He felt beleaguered by negativity. "He knows I'm here," Luke avowed. He kept staring at the command ship outthe view-window. It seemed to taunt him. It awaited. "Come on, kid, you're imagining things." "Ararh gragh," Chewie mumbled. Even he was grim. Lord Vader stood quite still, staring out a large view-screen at the Death Star.He thrilled to the sight of this monument to the dark side of the Force. Icily hecaressed it with his gaze.