[ Something that could hunt and kill Jedi. There are Jedi, in her... reality, her universe, her version of the past or future or whichever.
Or there were. He's quiet for a little while, then: ]
I'm sorry, Lieutenant. [ He means it. There's no pity, no sense that it's a required platitude. He's sorry. He doesn't know what that mission was like, but loss--loss, he understands. ]
no subject
Or there were. He's quiet for a little while, then: ]
I'm sorry, Lieutenant. [ He means it. There's no pity, no sense that it's a required platitude. He's sorry. He doesn't know what that mission was like, but loss--loss, he understands. ]