"We need to move the bodies," he says.  "Lock them - " he twitches " - in here, for now, but someone will need to keep one eye on them in case there's some kind of medical emergency."

"I can find a few volunteers," X says.

He nods.  "We need to secure the rest of the crawler as well - take control of the bridge, any other weapon stores, and ideally all of the residential areas.  Long-term the geas will complain least if we relocate all our prisoners back into their quarters and just enforce our control of the sandcrawler - is there anywhere in the crawler's range suitable for freed droids or exiled jawas?"

"Exiled jawas - if your geas needs you to be confident they'll be somewhat all right we can leave them in Mos Eisley, sell off their tools and leave them with the proceeds.  But some of them will probably try to get back into the droid slave trade."

"We can work out the specifics later," he mutters.  "Are the jawas likely to need protection from droid reprisals?  The geas will also oblige me that."

"Some of us won't like it, but I think I can manage them."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."