"Does this world have nice beaches?"

"Some of them, yes. I've not been to many, myself."

"We could try to find some, then. Broaden your horizons."

"Sounds like fun."

"Sadly I don't exactly have a beach body anymore..."

"Tragedy."

"Definitely the worst part of being a ghost."

"No greater horror than to be incorporeal at the beach."

"Denied all those bodily pleasures..."

"Sun on your skin, water lapping at your ankles, sand getting down your shirt..."

Her smile goes softer, more melancholy. "Yeah."

"It's the little things."

"I miss it. A lot."

"Mm."

"You can watch, at least."

"That'll be nice."

"And maybe you could tell me some of what it's like."

"Should be doable."

"I look forward to it."

Smile.

And driving south.

South!

They don't get accosted, and they're able to get a nice (kind of creaky) tiny beach house on a deserted stretch of beach somewhere starkly pretty but not currently popular, close enough to a beach town that Bonesaw can walk to the outskirts if she's feeling adventurous and like changing her face around, but not so close they have distinct neighbors. (Also, it is the dead of winter and there are no tourists because, even this far south, the water is very cold.)

Relatedly, Anakin sends Bonesaw off to have fun poking at dead sea animals, and settles in beside Skywalker.

"There's some things I want to talk about, that're - more serious," she says.

"All right... What sort of things?"

"The - patterns, with Force signatures repeating was one. The other is - if, or at what point, I should ask for assistance from my son and anyone he can convince to aid him here."

"What kind of help could he give?"

"A ship, materially - I still want more information on the Simurgh, but I don't think getting past her without damage should be impossible, just risky. He's a Force user, as well, with training and experience, and while I don't think he'll bring any of his students, he might, and I'm very certain he'd bring his wife, who was - trained by me, long ago, and who is... Sneakier than him."

"He could bring weapons I could teach you to use, or the materials for them - blasters, lightsabers... He can't wave his hand and throw the resources of the galaxy at this planet, but he's a diplomat with an awful lot of leeway for negotiations, and his sister is favored to be the next leader of the Republic. He and his wife have assorted connections among smugglers and the like, if we'd rather not pull in a government. He also has a lot of friends with assorted amounts of military training and equipment who would follow him here on his say-so."

"He could bring in scanners and the like, too - I'd like to get some kind of instrument other than the Force pointed at the Simurgh, and it's possible our scanners could work from outside her detection range, if she has one - and having one or more allied ships come from outside of the solar system also opens up a lot of room to maneuver against her, possibly creating opportunities for us."

"He could also be an intermediary for - other potential contacts of mine, though activating those contacts would be likely escalatory."

"Bringing too many outside forces in seems- dangerous? In the... 'more avenues to export the dominant paradigm here' sense. If the Simurgh learns how to travel through hyperspace, that would be bad."

"...That is a very good point, and hyperdrives don't require the Force."