Heading toward the platform the name of the person who he was supposed to be helping popped into his head. Christine Aren, the name wasn't familiar to him. It struck him as interesting that she would be posted on Yavin IV. Then again Princess Leia or some other member of the Royal Family might be there, but for what reason Taves could not tell. Suddenly her profession jumped out at him. It couldn't be. They would have sent her somewhere else wouldn't they? Wouldn't they?

"Sir?" Taves looked up. He was at the ticket counter. "Can I help you Sir?" He shook himself from his daze. "Um, yes I'd like one ticket to Yavin IV." He took his ticket, and headed off.