“I have no idea, why are there so many damned desert worlds in this damned galaxy? And why do we always have to look for Sithing Droids? My Grandfather told me about Vader making him look for a R2 unit on Tatooine. Like Grandfather, like Grandson I guess. And now there is sand in my boots! GREAT!” The Commander didn’t realize that the rest of the squad had “last radio signal” with him. He continued talking to himself for hours as they searched for the BB unit. They were left behind as the Finalizer left orbit in when the Falcon blasted out of orbit. A few days later an old Imperial-class Star Destroyer showed up on patrol and was able to pick them up. No one had noticed they were missing.