Among all of the planets the man had traveled among the Hutt Space ones were the ones he disliked the most. Harry Lancer remembered a time when he could walk and talk freely about his old life but that was a long time ago in a era of war different from this one. He had dedicated his life since then to not being a freedom fighter like some of his old comrades had but to being a doctor and helping the sick with little to no charge only enough to travel from place to place. Harry could if he had wanted to gone back to Corellia but in the end of the day it would have been more trouble than it was worth with the Empire on the hunt for people like him. Harry had been given a nearly broken down land speeder in exchange for helping in fixing some moister evaporators. He sighed to himself remembered the days when water was such a simple commodity Then again he was away from places like Manaan on deserted planets with little life so he couldn't really expect the Emperor's Palace could he? He laughed to himself as he mentally chided himself for being lost in the memories of his past. One could not live with that sort of thing and expect it to end well. To live now was the key not the past and not for revenge that was what he had learned from Ju in the past. That old Duro bastard was stubborn but without his guidance he wouldn't have lived as long as he had even at thirty something years of age. So why was Harry here...well something inside of him moved him towards going this way as if he was simply meant to go this way. And know his instincts must be trusted if he was to survive on this planet he did so. He just hoped he came upon something soon in this damnable land speeder because the mechanical noises coming from it made him miss the selkath language and that was something he did not enjoy listening to because it sounded like a fish out of water which literally what they were technically....regardless he just hoped for a sign....ANYTHING to show up otherwise he'd wasted his day for nothing.