Xavier, who had been shuffled behind his wife's small back, had to take deep breaths to avoid getting too flustered knowing that he was a person who had faced death's doors too many times to count.
So, really, he could do it.
He could survive whatever this was.
There was the hard launch that had just happened, and how even the single-celled organisms of the Empire probably now knew that he was the husband of one Luca Kyros.
But more importantly, there was the matter of reassuring his little wife, who sure looked like a courageous chipmunk as he faced off with Cassian.
Now, obviously, Luca would be able to obliterate the heir of the Federation if it really came down to ability or even just sheer willpower, but Luca had never been that kind of person.
Of course, certain individuals who had been defeated and dismantled to oblivion would think and say differently, but there was a reason they weren't there to talk or defend their case.
