"Gee, y'think?" Yamato asks, shaking his head. "Well, you can't fly in the race, because you're meant to be slipping under the radar, which is the opposite of winning a big race. I don't know, maybe we can find a sim and give him a crash course ..."

He steals a glance back at Pan, then turns away and back towards Cassian again.

"... Yeah, okay, there's no way he's becoming an ace racer in time."