[ 'don't try to do it,' you say, as if we aren't only 170 comments in. i have standards, ok. she's fourteen.

it'll be at least another hundred comments.

anyway.

For a minute she's genuinely perplexed by the fact that he thinks he needs his gloves for that ?? Like. Dude. Dude. But she doesn't get a chance to comment on it anyway because he's bringing up a worse topic like whether she's sticking around or not.

She looks uneasy. Genuinely uneasy. She's been grappling with this and she doesn't have a good answer. Like, at all. She's been avoiding thinking about it, honestly. More now that she feels like she wants to avoid Skywalker on account of not wanting to get that Look. ]

So far your Jedi wisdom has amounted to "clear your mind." [ She looks at him. ] I'm not convinced you can help me, even if I come with you.

[ Yes. This is easier than confronting real issues of her abandonment. She heads into the hall of the freighter and starts back towards the entrance they'd made for themselves. It's the only source of light at this point, so it's easy to head towards. ]

We can take a break. Drink some water, give Chewie the part to fix the hyperdrive, and you can tell me more about the Force and the Jedi.