Something about Bee’s scenes in episode 11 hit me so hard as someone who lost a loved one at a young age. “it’s heartbreaking.. what about the droid?” The shaking, the panic. Standing in the corner of the room because there’s nothing you can help with, watching people prepare for a funeral like they’ve done this so many times before (because they have, because they’re adults). Some of the adults try to be nice to you and help you grieve “I’ll have them clear the room if you want to be alone” but you’re so small and you have never experienced a death before and all you really want is the person you lost back “I d-d-don’t want to be alone, I want M-M-Maarva” I can’t believe I’m crying over a star wars robot.












