At the sound of her father's taunt, Jaina couldn't help but laugh. Oh, how she'd missed this. Probably more than he would ever realize.
"It doesn't have to be pretty in order to run circles around you, old man," came her teasing reply as she made a few last minute adjustments. The X-Wing was reliable, of that there was no doubt, but she had just finished piecing it back together. She could only hope it would hold out until she could prove herself.
"Pick a spot to declare the winner and I'll be waiting for you there," she added, her attention focused solely on the Falcon. No way was she letting him get away with one of his fancy tricks if she could help it.