[Lee managed to attach his CereVice to his jacket at least as he went with his crawl. He is somewhat worn from all the battles he's endured so far, but his drive still pushes him onwards, through the uncertain darkness of the air vent. He knows a thing or two about staying calm in these situations, at least, and he keeps his breath steady as he wonders about Leia's condition.]

I hope not, either. If we're lucky... Maybe it will lead us to an exit of some sort.

Please stay strong, Leia-san. We can make it through this... I believe in this with all of my heart and all of my youth.