Song: Mama, My Chemical Romance.
Blast hot weather, Qui-Gon fumed. If there was a hell, he was in it. He was dying; he was drenched in sweat.
"Don't be so childish," Tahl scoffed.
Qui-Gon glared at her. "If you'd let me shave it-"
"Don't you dare, you rebel!" Tahl exploded, fanning herself. "Can't you behave yourself?"
Qui-Gon glowered at her. "You wouldn't know if I did shave it," he smirked.
"Just because I'm blind doesn't mean I wouldn't... know!" Tahl spluttered. "You are not shaving! Stop whining!"
"Who made you my mother?" Qui-Gon grumbled, wiping sweat off his chin.
