[ That surprises a laugh out of him. So he relaxes again, and tries not to think too hard about how weird his dad seems right now. ]

Guess not. You'd be off saving the galaxy again, or at least making fun of Uncle Lando for doing something stupid again.

[ He hops back down to the ground, still petting the enormous butterfly. It appears to be dripping some sort of mildly acidic saliva from its teeth, much to Jacen's delight. The bigger and nastier the critter, the more he likes it. ]

You just have to know how to talk to them. And not be so - um, nervous.

[ He can feel it radiating off of you, Dad. ]