StarWars.com have dropped some amazing excerpts from the forthcoming Solo: A Star Wars Story novelisation by Mur Lafferty. Here we get the answers to four big questions fans of the film have been asking. What happened in Qi’ra’s time away from Han, what became of L3-37’s consciousness after Kessel and who did Enfys Nest work with to fuel the rebellion?
Enfys always had meetings in her full armor and mask. She didn’t own the proper clothing to meet with government officials, but her job was not diplomacy. And it was probably for the best that she hid her identity even from her allies; it wouldn’t do for them to start doubting her because of her age.
She stood, her Cloud-Riders behind her on their swoop bikes, protecting their coaxium shipment, as the Onderonean shuttle landed in front of her. A tall, heavy, brown-skinned man wearing a long black cape exited the shuttle alone. He actually came alone. Brave, Enfys thought.
“Saw Gerrera,” she said, her modulator disguising her soft voice. “Enfys Nest,” he said, glowering. “I hope you have good news for me.” He sounded as if he didn’t believe she ever could. “Refined coaxium, enough to power a fleet,” she said, gesturing behind her. “I trust you will put it to good use.”
He relaxed, shock obvious on his face. “How did you manage this?” “We have our ways,” she said. “You—” A sound came from the shuttle, something clattering to the floor. Gerrera’s head whipped around, anger rising. He hadn’t come alone. Enfys closed her fist by her side and heard her Cloud-Riders raise their weapons. “You agreed to come alone,” she snapped.
He held his hands up and backed slowly toward the shuttle. “Put your weapons away. There is no threat. My ward wanted to come with me. She’s young. Curious.”
“Your ward.”
“Yes. She’s eleven. But she needs to learn.”
Enfys heard small feet running on the shuttle.
“Bring her out.”
“Lower your weapons,” he countered. Enfys nodded once and raised her hand to order her riders to stand down. She heard them relax and lower their weapons. She knew they would stay alert, regardless. She tensed, poised to dodge to the side if any guards came running down the plank, weapons hot. But a girl did indeed emerge, cautiously, but unafraid. Her skin was paler than Gerrera’s, and her brown hair was loose and hung in sheets down her back. Calculating blue eyes took in Enfys and her team. Enfys liked her at once. Saw gave her a little push forward.
“This is Jyn.”
We have to wonder, will the characters of that era ever realise that it was the generosity of Han and Chewie that funded their nascent rebel alliance? 60 million credits worth of refined coaxium? That would go a looooong way.
