LAST EDITED ON Dec-27-17 AT 07:01 PM (EST)
 
ANAKIN
I hate sand. It's coarse and sharp and it gets everywhere. But everything here is smooth.

NALL experiences a sudden fit of hacking, choking coughs, so violent that he topples sideways off PADMÉ's shoulder to sprawl on his side on the floor.

PADMÉ
... Are you all right?

NALL
No. I'm dead. Child of the Corn over here killed me.

--G.
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