"I miss those eyes, luv."
"I miss seeing yours." Yet, it was nice that the feeling of her eyes upon him had amplified like the enhanced warmth from a distant light. He used to be versed at detecting when female's eyes were on him. Nowadays, he knew no other woman's eyes like Hera's.
He still had her melodic voice and he liked how she kissed old and new scars, including the back knife wound from Kaller, and her cautious regard when passing over the recent bruises on his shoulders.
In the interval of kissing, she said, "Did I ever tell you, that every time you survived to come home to bed..." Then words failed her, and he felt a shudder in both her body and the Force.
Curling his toes around her feet, Kanan tried to complete it. That was how it went, when she couldn't finish the sentence, you make a guess, so she can process her answer better when she corrects you. "You're relieved that you get another night to know my body?"
He could sense the flicker of a smile. "Well, it's like I have to relearn you all over again."
"Relearn my muscles, Hera? C'mon, Hera, you know my body." He still knew his way around hers.
Now he could feel the sustainable smile clouded with sorrow as the back of her hand brushed his cheek. "I have to map out every new scar you bring home, luv."
He counted the seconds as he guided her hands to his blindfolds.