he didn’t know why it was his instinct to scramble and pick up after people. perhaps the jedi were just too damn bad at keeping their lightsabers on their person, and those were necessary weapons -- regardless, it was an impossible habit to break and he certainly wasn’t starting now.
while out and about, he watched as someone walked past, then their bracelet slipped off their wrist onto the ground. immediately, rex walked over and bent down to pick it up. his heart softened -- it was clearly old, well-loved, a little girl’s bracelet from the pink string and beads.
❝ z & d... ❞ he murmured, reading the little symbols on the beads. he glanced up, ❝ hey, you- you dropped your bracelet! ❞ he called, out, getting up to walk towards the stranger before they got too far away. // @ofbatuuans