Luke shook his head. "I wish you'd mentioned this while we were still aboard the Chaf Envoy" he said. "We could have asked Formbi about it."
"That's exactly why I didn't mention it then," Mara told him. "Because we probably would have asked, and frankly I don't want to know. If Thrawn's back, I think we can assume he's more or less on our side."
She exhaled between her teeth. "If he's not back, I guess we'll all just have to make do on our own."
"Yes," Luke murmured. "But we'll do all right."
"I know." Mara rolled onto her side to press herself closer against her husband, and Luke felt the warmth of her body and spirit flowing into his. "Because whatever it is we wind up facing, we'll be facing it together."
He reached his arm around to stroke her cheek. Yes, they would indeed. Because whatever prohibitions and restrictions the Jedi Order had imposed on its members during the Old Republic, he knew now in the core of his being that, somehow, those restrictions no longer applied to him and his fellow Jedi. This was the New Jedi Order, and he and Mara were walking together in as perfect a harmony with each other and with the Force as he could ever expect. "The Force will be with you always, Mara," he murmured in her ear. "And so will I."
"Yes," she murmured back. "Whatever the future brings."
They were still holding on to each other as they fell asleep.