"It's entirely up to you," Thrawn assured him. "This is your vacation too, after all."

What Thrass wouldn't give for some good snowberry wine and Rentor mixed root vegetables. He still ate his food, finding it rather good. "Well, you two were planning on taking this trip by yourselves before you invited me along," He pointed out.

"You were dead at the time," Thrawn countered. Or something like that. Even Thrawn had problems wrapping his mind around how time travel worked.