[ they are equally in the dark, then, about the lineage that may have led to luke so many moons ago. but that does not seem to matter, not when sabe smiles so gently, or when a single word fills a hole in rey's chest with warmth and memory. ]
Yes, [ she finally manages to reply, ] He was. He was my — he and General Organa, they were my Jedi Masters.
[ and that warmth burns, as she says it; comfort in memory gone bittersweet. she misses them both, so dearly, but it feels right to speak their names, to call their actions into the collective of the stars. they did great things, and they should be remembered for them. ]
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Yes, [ she finally manages to reply, ] He was. He was my — he and General Organa, they were my Jedi Masters.
[ and that warmth burns, as she says it; comfort in memory gone bittersweet. she misses them both, so dearly, but it feels right to speak their names, to call their actions into the collective of the stars. they did great things, and they should be remembered for them. ]