From the journal of Commander Thrawn:
“There comes a time in every warrior’s life when he will find himself unquestionably trapped. Whether by an enemy’s cunning or by his own mistakes, a warrior must be ready to adapt to less than favourable circumstances.
He may be surrounded by enemy hostiles with rifles drawn. Or it may be that his environment has ensnared him and impeded his movement but there is a third, more sinister trap which the warrior must always anticipate. It is the trap of societal convention.
Eli has informed me of the unspoken rule among Humans that once a small animal comes to rest and falls asleep on your person, you must not move or disturb it in any way. And so I have become trapped.
It’s been three hours.
I can no longer feel my arm.