Vergere: "Kill you? Don't be silly. If I want you dead, all I have to do is leave you behind. Tsavong Lah will take care of the rest."
Nom Anor: "But you can't leave me behind. You can't fly my craft. It's imprinted on me. Only I can—"
Vergere: "That may be true. But I doubt it. Your coralcraft is, after all, a living creature—and Jacen, you may have noticed, has a certain gift for making friends."
Nom Anor: "You—he—you're mad! This can't be happening!"
Vergere: "Executor, didn't I say Jacen Solo will steal your ship? When will you learn that everything I tell you is the truth?"