"That would be most appreciated," Thrawn said. There were so many questions he had for Thrass and Lorana, and he wanted to tell his brother about everything that had happened to him since they had last seen each other.

"We'll be waiting until then, Keeper," Thrass said. Before he could catch himself, his eyes fell on the bruise on Keeper's upper thigh. Even without his honed sense of observation, he knew those were from someone's hand. Glancing at Thrawn, he eyed the bruise on his brother's lip that he had noticed before but hadn't felt a need to comment on. Surely he was missing the full picture and that wasn't what he thought it was.