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Same can be said for you, [ he says in lieu of an assurance that will prove a lie. he can no more sit still than the waves will stop coming ashore.

anakin studies her face again. ] You look tired.

[winces]

I think we're all tired, [ she responds in kind, a quiet, patient tone belying the dark circles around her eyes. the fact that she is answering as directly as he is. ]

It's been a very long few weeks.

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[ bone-weary is a more apt description, and that fails to encompass his state. anakin regards her steadily. ]

Have you been staying safe?

[winces]

As safe as I can, I suppose.

[ the elements, it seems, are more of a danger than she initially anticipated. ]

Have you?

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Don't worry about me. [ she does that about enough people!! ]

Let me know if you need any help.

[winces]

[ all the more reason to include you in the ranks! ]

I'm afraid it's already too late for that.

[ she gives him a rather pointed look. if he's going to insist on offering his help, then she will insist on offering hers with more fervor! ]

Please let me know if you need any help, as well.

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[ despite himself, he smiles. ]

Look who's not so meek. [ not spoken cruelly; trace humor lightens the observation.

to prevent it from further escalating into the single weirdest competition he has known, anakin acquiesces. ]

I'll keep in touch.

[winces]

[ she supposes, for the time being, that it's the most she could ask for.

she returns that little smile with one of her own, pleased. ]

Please do. Take care, Mr. Skywalker.