Loss

"I lost more then my famaly that day Ezra. " she took a deep breath. " My home lay in ruins after you attacked I was separated form my famaly my culture everything I know. I was thirteen Ezra!" She yelled tears streked her face. " there were victims on both sides" She said after a moment. Her voice was barly a wisper.

" But Ezra if it weren't for you I would not be a Skywalker I would not be a chiss and I like my famaly" She said she huged him without worning.