[Rather than answer his comment, her eyelids lower and she continues to avoid looking up at him. The flattened ration goes in her mouth wordlessly, and it almost seems like she hadn't heard him.
She did. His reassurance is hollow, and she doesn't want it. Jedi weren't supposed to have attachments. It was a mantra that was convenient for times like this, even if she was no longer part of their ranks.
But since she doesn't feel it to her core, all she can really do is sigh softly through her nose and try to change the subject.]
Tell me about the First Order.
[Even after the mountain of too-much-information that General Hux had dumped on her about the fate of the Jedi and other things, she couldn't bury her curiosity enough not to think about it. It's hard to imagine a galaxy without the Clone Wars -- a galaxy that might somehow not be better off after they had ended.]
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She did. His reassurance is hollow, and she doesn't want it. Jedi weren't supposed to have attachments. It was a mantra that was convenient for times like this, even if she was no longer part of their ranks.
But since she doesn't feel it to her core, all she can really do is sigh softly through her nose and try to change the subject.]
Tell me about the First Order.
[Even after the mountain of too-much-information that General Hux had dumped on her about the fate of the Jedi and other things, she couldn't bury her curiosity enough not to think about it. It's hard to imagine a galaxy without the Clone Wars -- a galaxy that might somehow not be better off after they had ended.]