"Yeap, I guess capital city it is... I'm not sure about contacting them right away, maybe we should gather some info by ourselves, first". Obi-Juan, for once, was planning ahead. He was also thinking with his head and not his balls, for a change. He kept talking, always staring outside, barely hearable: "I mean, i'm not the master at this, but it's a tradition back in my planet to not arrive late and empty handed. Ahhh, I really miss those times of my childhood. It all was happy until I got abducted. Oh man, I really miss those times too, plundering and robbing!" Obi-Juan seemed to be about to cry, but he did not, he was a professional, nothing less, nothing more, so he changed drastically his voice tone, before speaking through the intercom. "To Capital City space traffic control, this is Jumping Mantis. We request permission for landing".
*I'm not sure if asking for landing permission is logical or not in star wars universe*
You would die, Barbar... You know, this worm has a pretty neat condition. It causes a disease in the people that eat them; I'm no doctor so the scientific name I don't know it. I has no symptoms, too, for what I see, you just, eventually, lose your head in an explosion. It's mostly the same day, so I would say it's quiet letal. I've seen many people die because of this, and, let me tell you, it's not pretty; brains scattered all over the place, blood staining every single piece of fabric, people screaming, friends crying... I call it -Shoot the hell out of your head-". And now, he was using his balls as brain again.