if this doesn't make much sense—it's not supposed to. i'll let you figure out why.
scene: padawan lost/wookie hunt/post RotS: season 3: ahsoka thinks she understands him, now
She thinks that she can understand him, now. At least. To a certain extent. A better extent.
Being in that cage—then being hunted down like an animal—
Ahsoka hated it. And she hated that Kalifa and O-Mar and Jinx had to go through this for years. (She used that hate—Ahsoka won't deny it. But that doesn't mean she'll tell anyone.)
(She almost told Anakin.)
Ahsoka was a slave. They were all slaves. Not having any sort of freedom. And watching Kalifa die—in her eyes, there was understanding. Kalifa knew that she was going to die someday on the Trandoshan moon. And Anakin told her that when you're a slave—it doesn't take long to understand that you won't have forever. That your life could end in the blink of an eye. And that no one would care.
(Jinx and O-Mar mourned for the whole night. Ahsoka, guiltily, mourned for minutes.)
Ahsoka tells him. But only when he asks. She tells him everything.
And Anakin looks down with something like disgust, pity, anger, amusement. "You're lucky it was only for a few days."
And that angers her. She doesn't know why, entirely. Maybe because he didn't have only a few days, but years and years. Maybe because then, it hits her, that no one came after her. And Ahsoka thought someone would be looking for her—even if was only Anakin, because only Anakin would break the rules. But he didn't, and that hurts...
(master! master please. i understand now. anakin!)
(But that's a lie, she'll later know. Days do not affect you like years do. One careless death in your eyes doesn't make up for over thirty.)
(And Ahsoka never thanked Chewbacca.)
