"...Oh, that reminds me, I should've told you this like a week ago," Atton mused, snagging his glass for another quick drink. "So, Skywalker and I were sparring the other day. He was kicking my ass, as per usual. Then suddenly he misinterprets something I said and gets all angsty on me, so I tell him to either cough up the problem, or keep fighting. Being Skywalker, he doesn't do either of these things. He just stands there and shouts for a while..."