"Your Sabacc cards would be an apt comparison," the Emperor says. "I understand they are your Galaxy's equivalent to the Tarot cards inspired by we Arcana." But then his tone grows more sober and he looks to the mantelpiece, at those framed images. "I was, once. It might be more accurate to say that I was a brother, but my wife and I... we cared for her more as father and mother than sister and brother. Star... she's gone now."

(The Emperor had been in one of those framed images, with a woman and a little girl.)