[ he sighs and reclines in his chair then he runs his hand over his chin and jaw. he's clearly thinking about what to say because he knows the moment he looks up, Ahsoka would expect some of thought out answer.
but he hasn't thought it out. luke and leia's absence has been pushed to the back of his mind. he's aware of the emptiness in the Force that's left from their leave. but it's not-- it's not something he can do anything about. and talking about it makes him even more acutely aware that there is nothing he can do here.
so he swings back into his work after a sip of caf. ]
[ his hands stopped working and it took every ounce of will not to shout at her then. he doesn't want to talk about the future. or luke or leia. the future still hangs over him and he has spent so much energy focusing on the here and now that talking about them, thinking about them renews another internal debate of wills and won'ts in the context of that ominous future.
but his anger and frustration deflates as soon as it appears. it's not ahsoka's flaw. it's his. ]
Thank you for the caf. But I said I don't want to talk about it, Ahsoka. And I mean it.
You know the cost of mistakes, Ahsoka. I don't have to remind you of that. We might not be at war here, it doesn't mean we can go making mistakes so recklessly.
[ He reaches for her shoulders, giving them a squeeze - comfort, reassurance flows through their bond despite the cold frustration. ] I know, Ahsoka. But the outcome is not something you can predict, especially in a world we don't know.
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So you brought me caf. How nice of you... ?
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And?
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but he hasn't thought it out. luke and leia's absence has been pushed to the back of his mind. he's aware of the emptiness in the Force that's left from their leave. but it's not-- it's not something he can do anything about. and talking about it makes him even more acutely aware that there is nothing he can do here.
so he swings back into his work after a sip of caf. ]
I don't want to talk about it.
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... You'll see them again, you know. Probably in less than a year!
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[ his hands stopped working and it took every ounce of will not to shout at her then. he doesn't want to talk about the future. or luke or leia. the future still hangs over him and he has spent so much energy focusing on the here and now that talking about them, thinking about them renews another internal debate of wills and won'ts in the context of that ominous future.
but his anger and frustration deflates as soon as it appears. it's not ahsoka's flaw. it's his. ]
Thank you for the caf. But I said I don't want to talk about it, Ahsoka. And I mean it.
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... All right. I won't.
But-- will you at least talk to someone else, then? Like-- Padmé?
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Oh, like how you talked to anyone before trying to save Ling?
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You know the cost of mistakes, Ahsoka. I don't have to remind you of that. We might not be at war here, it doesn't mean we can go making mistakes so recklessly.
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Someone had to help him! Nobody else even realised anything was wrong! I had it, Anakin!
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... I thought I had it.
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... I'm sorry. I didn't-- I didn't mean to worry you.
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Just be careful next time.
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Next time? I don't know about you, but I'm not planning on any more soul-adventures any time soon. Are you?
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Right, because everything we do is planned.
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... Finally:]
You know, I was going to argue that, but I really can't.
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[ a wry smile as he pulls back and into his work again. ]
Thank you for the caf, Ahsoka.
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... Any time, master.
["I'm here for you," she wants to say, but can't quite manage it. Perhaps she can hope it's just conveyed in her face.]