The morning program doesn't start, as it always did, with some soft jizz music. Instead Fugaruns' place is taken by a tired and rather banged up looking Bevin as several members of the original crew, most heavily bandaged, moved around in the background fixing up the destroyed studio.
“Good morning everyone. Uh, that goes out to ladies and gentlemen and other, sentients and semi-sentients, old, young, and everyone in between. Fugaruns T’ed wanted everyone to be welcome here, and we do too. We... we're still looking for him. And we're going to find him. But umm, until then we thought that was no excuse to stop A Forest Reflection. So I'm here hosting, today." He pauses. "Oh, I'm Bevin by the way, just another Obroan. So, let's turn to the news.
"The planet is safe, you’re free and we’re back. A heroic effort by the Republic Armed Forces was able to save the city just as the shield fell. We understand the Neo-Crusader Commanding Warlord has been defeated and that Mandalorians across the planet are standing down. This is a victory for every one of us who’s had to suffer through so much. Thank you for coming together rather than being forced apart, for standing with us instead of suffering alone and for making me more proud than ever to be an Obroan.
Now, let’s celebrate in Obroas-Skai style! See someone, make them welcome! I’ll be joining you on the streets later. But now, a little music!” Bevin stands up and with a soft smile and walks out of frame as an uptempo beat plays, the entire cast and crew come rocking out across the sound stage before yelling out together. "And that - is A Forest Reflection!”
