Please excuse the title and summary; I was stuck for anything decent.
Mace sighed imperceptibly, gathering his thoughts, before knocking gently on the door to the quarters long assigned to the Order's Grand Master.
"Master Yoda? It's me," he called softly.
"Enter", came the hoarse reply, followed by a fit of coughing; Mace quickly strode through the room to kneel beside the small, simple bed in the far corner, taking a small, ancient hand in both of his large, dark ones.
Yoda turned his head slowly to see him; Mace was saddened once more by how weak and frail he looked, despite having visited his old master yesterday, and the day before that.
"Mace..."
"I'm here, Master."
Yoda's eyes slid shut for a moment, then they were forced open with an effort and Mace found himself on the receiving end of that sagacious gaze he knew so well.
"Attached, you should not be."
Mace knew the rebuke was intended less out of genuine severity than of concern for him, which hardly made him more disposed to let go of said attachment.
He dropped his gaze, only to look back up sharply as the Grand Master broke into another fit of coughing, each hack harshly racking his body.
"Master-"
Mace gently slid his hands under Yoda's torso and lifted it up to elevate his head, rearranging his pillow to support it. The coughing slowly stopped, and the diminutive Master's eyes one more slid closed.
"Thank.. you."
Mace shook his head slightly.
"Of course, Master."
Yoda's right arm moved slightly, scrabbling at the edge of the blanket. Mace gently detached his clawed fingers from it, pulling it up gently to the Grand Master's chin, and tucking it in slightly either side.
Yoda relaxed, his breath coming more evenly as he slowly drifted off to sleep.
Mace hesitated, looking sadly down at his mentor, then stood and left the room.
He had work to do, and unless he missed his guess, there would be a stack of datapads awaiting him in his office.
Okay, that was depressing to write. Did you get the reference with the blanket to the canon scene with Luke on Dagobah (that bit almost made me cry)?
If you want to make me happy, you know what to do.