And when the negative refuses to be temporary and instead lingers for the duration of one's adult life?
[She's not being snide, sarcastic, or even bitter. She's simply asking a question to distract herself from this abrupt welling of familiar, and damnable, emotion. Ben was her friend. A Jedi. A good man and she should not be feeling like this.
She focuses instead on unwinding the last of the cotton from her palm, tearing an alcohol wipe's packet and rubbing the lingering remains of fruit juice and blood from her hand. Quick and efficient as always she has it bandaged properly far quicker than she would have liked. Now she has to look at him. And that would be the end of her, in a way.]
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[She's not being snide, sarcastic, or even bitter. She's simply asking a question to distract herself from this abrupt welling of familiar, and damnable, emotion. Ben was her friend. A Jedi. A good man and she should not be feeling like this.
She focuses instead on unwinding the last of the cotton from her palm, tearing an alcohol wipe's packet and rubbing the lingering remains of fruit juice and blood from her hand. Quick and efficient as always she has it bandaged properly far quicker than she would have liked. Now she has to look at him. And that would be the end of her, in a way.]