Well, that was one thing father and son still had in common. They would both have to find a place that cooked up some good nerf. Maybe on Phu. Maybe somewhere else in the vastness of space.

"I think I remember... a cookout on Chandrilla?" It was fuzzy, like most of his time before he apprenticed himself to Snoke. "Or was it Kashyyk... Maybe both?"

He knew Chewbacca was there, and vaguely remembered the Wookie distracting him to snatch something off his plate. He couldn't have been more than six or seven.