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[organa]

It's been a long time since Leia's been this inconsolable. Things don't usually get to her – not visibly, anyway – but she's rattled to the core when she bursts into the Twilight's cockpit with a dramatic sort of flare that she can't help in this moment. She managed to keep her emotions steady and under control on the way over here, but the dam that was holding them back has now burst. Leia's furious, and wounds that were never fully on the mend feel like they've been ripped open all over again.

Most of all, she's hurt. Anakin's words stung, and she's mortified he would even imply such a thing.

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[velocities]

He's working when she comes in, bent over the Twilight's console working on figures and communication channel codes. It's not too different from what his work was with the Rebellion before Bespin, though there are a million little things to remind him of their predicament.

Not the least of which is the dull, constant anxiety with the runs because Han never knows what he's going to come back to.

It takes a second for him to look up when Leia comes in, a couple more taps on a datapad, and his face falls along with his stomach when he sees the state she's in.

"What happened?"

for the talking-tos with anakin

[velocities]

It hasn't quite been a full day since Leia came to him upset over Certain Things That Were Said when Han starts making his way out into the Temple to look for Anakin. Not angry, really. It's hard to be angry after getting tangled in Leia's hair, but there's still the definite sense that he should say something.

That he should make things clear. Help by doing something other than what he's always done anyway, and while telling other people what not to say isn't really a game he knows how to play, Han is willing to give it a shot if it'll keep tensions down.