"The Republic was rotting." He continues ushering Luke, into the copilot seat. "Your mother lived it, when they told her to tell her people to accept invasion and occupation by the Banking Clan, for months or longer. Weeks left then repairing the damage for the entirety of her term as queen." He stops, remembering. "Four years and beyond, to repair an invasion which lasted mere weeks."

He takes his seat. "You grew up under a muzzled Hutt system, I did not. And the Republic allowed it to continue, because they needed to access their hyperspace lanes. Care to guess who they sent to treat for that, despite multiple attempts at abduction?"