Fives grinned back. "Pretty good. Crazy risks, eh? Well, after th' last mission we were on, he probably learned that some risks are worth it," he laughed.

     There was a little more room on his plate, so he wedged a couple pieces of fruit into the space. "Well, ARC stands for Advanced Recon Commando. I heard that the earlier ones were specifically engineered t'be better than th' average clone troopers, but eventually they got to promoting troopers that showed initiative. Not all that many," he smirked, "-but me an' my brother were able to be promoted to the rank."

     Stepping to the side, he waited for Ezra to get his plate together so they could find a place to sit.

     "So how d'you know Rex?"