[He's an old hat at this. Her mind might be running a decathlon but she can tell by the ease with which he guides her in and shields her. What the hell do they have the Jedi doing around the galaxy? She supposes there's a reason they're called knights as well, but even so, he doesn't seem phased by the gargantuan beast outside.
Still, she hardly expects him to leave.]
What?!
[Her hiss is small and furious, her fingers too slow to snare in his robes. She's left behind to cower and wait. Front row seats to a dinosaur feeding frenzy, the last event she ever wanted tickets to.
She can't look. She covers her eyes. What'll she say to the others? How will they forgive her for letting Obi-Wan die?!
Meanwhile, the beast about has taken a few steps beyond their hiding place, still seeking something.]
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Still, she hardly expects him to leave.]
What?!
[Her hiss is small and furious, her fingers too slow to snare in his robes. She's left behind to cower and wait. Front row seats to a dinosaur feeding frenzy, the last event she ever wanted tickets to.
She can't look. She covers her eyes. What'll she say to the others? How will they forgive her for letting Obi-Wan die?!
Meanwhile, the beast about has taken a few steps beyond their hiding place, still seeking something.]