[ he lets go when she slips away, immediately drawing the bath once his arms are free for it. he's a little surprised she doesn't want food, but she might after the soak, so he just starts contemplating what kind of food he can bring her anyway, even if it stays on the night stand for a midnight snack. ]
My mother? [ he looks over at her in surprise for the topic shift, but maybe she just... wants to get away from the camping trip for a little while. ]
[ he tries to figure out where to begin. he doesn't often talk about his mother, and he was so young when he lost her that sometimes he wonders how much of his memories are real and how much of it was hopeful fill-in-the-blanks when he was lonely. ]
Her name was Carina. Did I tell you that already? [ he frowns. the dreams were so hazy, but he does remember jyn seeing fest and his tiny little house. ] She was born on Fest, just like my father. I remember she used to make me hot cocoa, every time I would come in from the snow.
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My mother? [ he looks over at her in surprise for the topic shift, but maybe she just... wants to get away from the camping trip for a little while. ]
[ he tries to figure out where to begin. he doesn't often talk about his mother, and he was so young when he lost her that sometimes he wonders how much of his memories are real and how much of it was hopeful fill-in-the-blanks when he was lonely. ]
Her name was Carina. Did I tell you that already? [ he frowns. the dreams were so hazy, but he does remember jyn seeing fest and his tiny little house. ] She was born on Fest, just like my father. I remember she used to make me hot cocoa, every time I would come in from the snow.