"a bright and beautiful moon"

"I suppose it is rather beautiful," Durga says, seeming somewhat disappointed in the response. "Beauty is often admired and sought after in the Galaxy, but I wonder if it is ever truly appreciated. I find that beings spend so much of their time chasing what seems charming, that they lose the power to acquire what actually matters."

You look at the Hutt with trepidation in your eyes. His ambition pulses through your mind, and you can see in his eyes that he will stop at nothing to get what he wants. You see a Galaxy burning with fire, all kneeling at his throne. Such a creature is dangerous, you think to yourself.

But he is your employer, and with his power comes your own.

"Goodnight, Jess," he begins to slither away. "Unless you'd join me for a quick drink in my chambers?"