Anakin wasn’t even here. Why was she even surprised?
Ahsoka let out a deep breath. She needed to stay calm, but there was something inside of her that ached, that screamed and keened and cried.
She shouldn’t even be upset. There were so many other Padawans who barely even their Masters speak to them as regularly as Anakin did. Force, there were so many Padawans without Masters because they’ve died in the war. There were so many other Padawans who were alone.
Ahsoka knew that she had no right to be this upset. Anakin was a bright presence in her life, and she felt as though she was learning from him, but…
But why did she still feel so alone, as though she was cast out into an ocean, drifting further and further away?
She bit down on her lip before she pulled herself to her feet and settled into the beginnings of a simple kata.
She waited for Anakin for over an hour. He wasn’t going to come.
Honestly, she should have known this was going to happen. Anakin has done this before, multiple times, and each time she thinks that maybe next time, he’ll remember.
Well, clearly that wasn’t the right mentality to have.
Anakin wasn’t going to come, despite the fact she reminded him multiple times over the past few days.
What was the point of all this? No matter what she said or did, he didn’t do as he promised. He never did.
But he was still there, still helping her.
Mid-kata, she stopped.
If she really believed that Anakin was there for her, why did she still feel so alone? Why did she feel like…
Like Anakin didn’t even care?
There were tears slipping out of her eyes, sliding down her cheeks. Ahsoka pushed down the rush of emotion that suddenly rose inside of her and bit down harder on her lip.
No. She was not going to cry about this. She was a Jedi.
No matter what, she would always be a Jedi.
