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morgynleri) wrote2015-12-30 11:30 pm
morgynleri) wrote2015-12-30 11:30 pm
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Snippet: Star Wars: Our Hands Will Never Be Clean
"You said last night that today would be a long day." Obi-Wan uses a bit of toast to scoop up more food, savoring the flavors.
"It will be." Ceret smiles again, her amusement back as swiftly as it had vanished, and picks up her bowl to drink more of her soup. "First you should finish your breakfast."
"To keep up my strength?" Obi-Wan raises an eyebrow as he grins at Ceret, though the idea of what might require that makes his stomach churn a bit.
"Because there's no point in starving yourself when there's plenty of food to be had, and I wouldn't want to put Mother's cooking to waste."
"It will be." Ceret smiles again, her amusement back as swiftly as it had vanished, and picks up her bowl to drink more of her soup. "First you should finish your breakfast."
"To keep up my strength?" Obi-Wan raises an eyebrow as he grins at Ceret, though the idea of what might require that makes his stomach churn a bit.
"Because there's no point in starving yourself when there's plenty of food to be had, and I wouldn't want to put Mother's cooking to waste."