[This, at the very least, is somewhat familiar. She'd been braced for it since she'd first started making friends in the village. It's almost a relief for her to not have to wait for it to swing around.
Patterns remain consistent. Even here.
More resigned than anything else she turns her attention from the spot of sand where Nomi had been standing and watches Luke for a long moment. This is how it was, and she cannot blame him for feeling as he did. She's earned this.
Adele unclips the hilts from her belt without a word and returns to the mat Luke had set out at the beginning of their discussion. Packs up the brandy and glasses, leaves the sabers next to him. Hesitates for a moment before she shoulders her bag and stands again.]
...I am sorry, Master Skywalker.
[Not that it means much of anything. Or that it will help.]
[Action] June 13th, evening
Patterns remain consistent. Even here.
More resigned than anything else she turns her attention from the spot of sand where Nomi had been standing and watches Luke for a long moment. This is how it was, and she cannot blame him for feeling as he did. She's earned this.
Adele unclips the hilts from her belt without a word and returns to the mat Luke had set out at the beginning of their discussion. Packs up the brandy and glasses, leaves the sabers next to him. Hesitates for a moment before she shoulders her bag and stands again.]
...I am sorry, Master Skywalker.
[Not that it means much of anything. Or that it will help.]