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[unphase]

[she sighs and looks away for a moment] I take it that at least some of the answers were. Unpleasant.

[hasmuchtolearn]

Very unpleasant, yes.

[Perhaps the understatement of the century.]

[unphase]

I'm so sorry. No one should have that looming before them.

[hasmuchtolearn]

Perhaps, but there's nothing to be done about it. I'm managing the best I can.

[unphase]

Still. [a pause] While in Trench, I had a job. Basically to listen to the problems of others. Not always supply answers, sometimes there are none, but listen nonetheless. I know there are a lot of people from your galaxy here already, but...in case one of them may provide a reminder you don't want, please feel free to reach out. I'll listen.

[hasmuchtolearn]

I appreciate it but... I've done too much dwelling on this already. It's time I let go and move on. Even so, I'll remember your kind offer.

[unphase]

[her smile turns a bit melancholy] Of course. That's the hardest part, letting go and moving on. And, thank you. It always remains open.

[hasmuchtolearn]

[There's a touch of amusement in his sad voice.]

Letting go is the Jedi way.

[unphase]

[she looks down and smiles sadly, nodding] I should have seen that coming.