Luke snorted sarcastically. "Oh, sure. Nah, they just tossed her into a cell. We got sucked in by the Death Star's tractor beams and while Ben was off taking them down again, Han and I sprung Leia out. They were going to execute her! I didn't even know she was my sister. She was just in trouble."

And good looking, but he didn't really dwell on that part of his many, many neuroses.

"We got her out just as Ben was coming back from fixing the beam, but then he ran into Darth Vader."

Deep breath. "Who'd been his apprentice. Vader cut him down without really having to try."