Ben Solo (AU) (
jedi_librettist) wrote2018-04-12 12:00 pm
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Ben picked a seat in the corner of the galley. There was something homey and comforting about watching his brother cook. The last of the tension he'd carried melted away.
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"Come on," he said. "We need to wash up Then we can go wander Naboo."
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Simply, Solo would tell him. One step at a time.
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"Mama!" a little voice outside the door demanded. "Where Mama?"
Ben turned around. It was the dark-haired, Force sensitive boy he'd noticed earlier. "I..."
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"Uh, what?"
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Ben glanced at his brother and back to the child. "I don't... I'm sorry. I don't know."
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"Who are you?"
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Ben looked at Bail. "She wasn't with him when we left..."
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It was an interesting name. He looked at Ben with a shrug and then asked:
"Who is his Mom?"
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The little boy still looks, tears in his eyes by now. "Mama?"
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He's trying to understand, and completely misses the tears in the eyes.
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He's about to say something else but gets interrupted by a plaintive wail. The kid plops down on his butter, tears streaming down his face.
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"...How do we make it stop?"
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