Argh. What happens when all of the characters in your head decide they're too busy doing their own thing to cooperate with your story? Ahhh!!!
They're all in a domestic mood at the moment.
Writer: I want some action!!! There's still a galaxy to save! A coup to overthrow! Aliens to be defeated! Hello? What are you all doing? Vila, stop feeding Corinne! Avon, stop hiding in the lab! What are you doing in there with Cally? Argus, you have to let go of Reya sometime and do your leadership thing. You can't do it holding her. And no, I don't think it will stop her. Hello? Anyone listening? What about the story?