@reawakcn : ❛ Which is it, huh? You’re angry at me, or worried about me, or happy to see me? Because I can’t keep up. ❜ / Jaina
taking a deep breath, she steadied herself, bit back any sort of retort - “ should i be angry ? “ she’d confess, jaina was the only one not angering her at the moment . she was sure arresting ta’chume for the murder of her mother would only last so long, and beyond the pain of grief that sometimes slipped in between the cracks. “ whatever you feel from me isn’t you. it’s everything else, “ she remembered it, too. the few between moments after the solos had lost anakin, before jacen had been taken as well.
lips pursed, she watches the other jedi . watches jaina , her old friend, who’d become a maelstrom inside . the sword, had become a whirlwind of emotion. buried beneath the surface. “ I do worry about you, “ the word often, catches. she’d had some experience with being left all alone, facing the brunt of a world at war nothing more than a child. besides, she was fairly certain jaina would not appreciate that .
“ ta’chume’s wishes aren’t yours, jaina . I’m not cruel enough to believe they warrant blaming you for whatever it was she was planning.”