Hey everyone! Good news, my creative writing teacher allows fanfiction for the daily writing journal so I am literally now graded on my ability to keep writing these.
nw150: Honestly, I hadn't considered showing Obi Wan's, Plo's, and Anakin's reactions, but commenters were excited to see it, so I wrote a quick scene for it. And thank you very much!
osterreicher97: And her suffering has not ended yet!
Star-The-Writer: I think I would just pass away. Dead. Just like that. And Ahsoka comes from the lineage of no self preservation. She don't give a crap.
OneLittleSpark18: Your comment made my day! I don't know if I'd call this season 7 worthy, but I really appreciate the comparison! I'm so happy that I can be that fan content person to fill that role for you! AND ONLY ONE WEEK LEFT! And I hope you continue to enjoy!
Mando'a translations at the end!
"No, you don't need to call Emdy, Cody." Obi Wan said, waving his concerned Commander off of him. "I'm perfectly all right."
Ahsoka might not be. He thought. If the experience had momentarily overwhelmed him, he dreaded to think what it had done to his grandpadawan.
At least it was only Cody here with him outside the barracks. It wouldn't do to have half a battalion fussing over him.
"Obi Wan."
Obi Wan looked up to see Plo Koon, who was hurrying towards him with a confused looking Wolffe.
"We need to discuss what has just happened." Plo said without preamble.
"Yes." Obi Wan said. "Quite the fascinating experience."
Plo stared at Obi Wan.
"I would hardly describe that as fascinating."
"On the contrary," Obi Wan replied. "It was horrifying, concerning, and quite fascinating."
I have to focus on the fact that it's fascinating. Obi Wan thought. Or I'd be out of my mind with worry.
"Begging your pardon, sirs, but what happened?" Cody asked. "One moment you're telling me about our next deployment and the next you're in some sort of trance!"
"I'd like the answer to that myself." Wolffe growled.
Obi Wan's holo transmitter went off. It was Anakin. Obi Wan grit his teeth and answered it.
"Obi Wan!" Anakin shouted, looking to be in his Jedi fighter. "What the hell just happened? Ahsoka-"
Anakin suddenly swore and Obi Wan could swear he could hear blaster fire."
"Anakin!" Obi Wan said, aghast. "Are you in a fight?"
"Just a skirmish-" Anakin said. "Barriss is giving me a struggle but that doesn't matter. What's happening to Ahsoka?"
"I have never felt a presence so large in the Force." Plo said. "But one thing is clear: she was in distress."
"There's something wrong with Commander Tano?" Wolffe asked, his brow furrowed.
"Unfortunately that seems to be the case." Obi Wan said, stroking his beard.
"What do we do?" Anakin demanded.
"I did not sense her life to be in danger yet." Plo said. "Our focus should be on capturing Offee. Then Ahsoka can return to us and we can help her."
"I'm working on it!" Anakin said testily. "Dammit! R2, calculate the trajectory, she's landed on the planet!"
Obi Wan's heart sank.
"Pursue as quickly as you can." He instructed.
"You think I'm not?" Came Anakin's sharp reply and the holo clicked off.
Obi Wan and Plo looked at one another. Plo cleared his throat.
"Was I mistaken, or could you sense Captain Rex as well?"
"I could." Obi Wan said. "Even if for whatever reason Rex has bonded with Ahsoka, the fact that we were able to feel him so closely through her-"
"Could you feel the other minds?" Plo asked.
Cody and Wolffe looked from one General to the other, clearly confused.
"Sirs, what exactly happened?" Cody asked. "What's happened to Rex?"
Obi Wan looked at his commander.
"My apologies, Cody. Something has happened to Ahsoka. Her presence in the Force became larger than any I've felt and it seemed she was connecting to thousands of minds at once. I've never heard of any Jedi being able to do so." Obi Wan tried to explain. "Rex was one of the closest minds, and he was able to help us assist her."
Cody's brow furrowed.
"Are they all right, sir?"
Obi Wan sighed and put a hand to his head.
"They are alive." He said. "And that will have to suffice for now."
The pink Twi Lek who Cut had introduced as his wife placed a cup of tea in front of Ahsoka.
"Thank you." Ahsoka said.
Suu smiled and turned her attention back to Rex and Cut. Rex was explaining their circumstances while Cut listened with a frown.
"Kriff." Cut said when Rex finished. "Kriff."
He looked over at Ahsoka and shook his head.
"You're welcome to stay as long as you need." He said. "I can only offer the barn though."
"Thank you, Cut." Rex said. "That will be just fine."
There was a chatter of young voices and two Twi Lek children burst into the kitchen from outside. The girl and boy froze at the sight of Rex. Then the boy whooped and the girl squealed.
"Uncle Rex is here!" The boy shouted.
Ahsoka blinked in confusion. Her puzzlement was reflected in Rex's eyes.
"Er, hello, Shaeeah. Hello, Jek." He said before glancing at Cut.
Cut grinned.
"We're brothers, aren't we?" He said. "Besides, you're their hero after what happened with the clankers."
"Are you gonna fight more droids?" Jek asked eagerly.
"I hope not." Rex said with a small smile.
There was a look in his eye that Ahsoka had never seen in him before. It was matched with a strange feeling leaking into her mind from his. It was affection for the children, yes, but it was paired with an emotion that made things bittersweet. Longing.
Jek pouted impressively and then caught sight of Ahsoka. Immediately both kids focused their attention on her.
"Who are you?" Shaeeah asked.
"What's wrong with your head?" Jek added.
"Jek!" Suu said sharply while Cut roared with laughter. Rex seemed caught between amusement and embarrassment.
"My name is Ahsoka." Ahsoka told them. "I'm Rex's friend."
"So why do you got an extra lek?" Jek asked.
"All right, you two." Suu said. "Stop pestering our guests."
She looked up at Rex and Ahsoka.
"Commander, Rex, why don't you go and get settled in the barn. I'll bring something by in a bit." She continued.
The barn was small. Cut's eopies took up most of the space, with barely room for a hard looking wooden bench.
"I'll take the floor." Rex said immediately.
Ahsoka was too tired to give her usual and completely futile protests. Meeting Cut and his family had given her some energy, but now she was ready to curl up and sleep for a rotation. Rex quickly unpacked one of their blankets and handed it to her.
"Get some rest, sir." He said.
"You sound like a broken holo." She said, though she sat down on the bench with the blanket wrapped around her.
Suu came in a few minutes later with a few more pieces of bedding, including Cut's old GAR bedroll.
"I'll bring you dinner once Cut gets around to making it." She said with a wink.
"I forgot this is what they were like." Rex said as he laid out the bedroll. "Did we really manage to sleep on these? This old design is terrible."
Ahsoka watched him. He had relaxed a lot since they'd arrived. His shoulders were loose and his expression not quite so grim. Sparks of anxiety were no longer flying from his mind.
He settled on the floor with their blaster and started to go over it. His movements were smooth and methodical. Ahsoka found herself content just watching him.
She didn't know when she fell asleep, but the smell of food snapped her awake. She lifted her head from a folded blanket that she was pretty sure wasn't there before. Cut had come in, bearing two plates.
"Sorry that took so long." Cut said cheerfully. "The kids wanted to help."
Ahsoka blinked away the sleep and accepted the food he offered. Cut must have had some idea about Togruta biology, because the plate consisted mostly of meat.
"Thanks, Cut." Rex said. "If you need any help around the farm-"
"I'll let you know if anything needs doing." Cut said. "Just shout if you need anything."
Rex nodded and Cut left them alone again. The food tasted amazing to Ahsoka, though anything would after a few days of ration bars. Rex accepted her few vegetables without complaint. It was a habit they had formed when they'd been invited to a feast by the grateful inhabitants of a planet.
They'd just cleared the Separatists off of the almost primitive people's planet. Their host's culture found it extremely offensive to leave any food on a plate after a meal. That, and the fact the idea of a sentient carnivore was somehow outside their comprehension, had left a 14 year old Ahsoka terrified of ruining the Republic's relationship with these people. She could technically eat vegetables; it wouldn't kill her. Too many left her queasy and after a certain point they just refused to stay down. Ahsoka had eaten as many as she dared, but it hadn't been enough. She had also been far too proud to signal her Master for help and Master Obi-Wan had been elsewhere. Ahsoka had been near tears when Rex had silently speared a few from her plate. For the rest of the meal, he had surreptitiously snuck the vegetables away until both their plates were empty. He'd seemed pretty uncomfortable for the rest of the evening but had promised her he'd take care of any food she couldn't eat.
Apparently that was still true three years later.
Now, with her stomach comfortably full and her arm only aching, Ahsoka curled up on the bench. Rex took off his armor and settled down on his bedroll. The light had faded from the barn while they ate. Starlight filtered through the cracks in the ceiling. She could hear voices from the house. The children were laughing and shouting.
"Rex?"
"Yes, sir?" He already sounded half asleep.
"Do all the clones want a family?"
He didn't respond immediately.
"We have a family, sir." He said.
Ahsoka rolled her eyes, even though he couldn't see it.
"You know what I mean. A family like Cut's."
There was an even longer moment of silence.
"We've all thought about it." He said slowly. "Though many will deny it."
Ahsoka could feel him struggle to find the right words.
"Some of us want it more than others." He went on. "A few don't want it at all, but most of us-"
He fell silent. There were only the sounds of chirping bugs now.
"It doesn't matter anyway." He finally said. "We're soldiers. That life's not for us."
Even without the bond Ahsoka could hear the regret shade his voice.
"The war can't last forever." Ahsoka said.
"No." Rex agreed.
The unspoken question of what would happen to the clones after the war was over hung between them.
"Good night, sir."
The conversation was over. Ahsoka settled back and closed her eyes. She hadn't gotten to ask her true question. Did Rex want a family?
She already knew the answer. She'd seen it in his eyes when he talked to the kids. For some reason, she wanted desperately for him to say it aloud. Maybe because she had never heard him express any selfish wish. Sure, he wanted his brothers safe, his Generals and Commander to keep out of trouble, for civilian casualties to be low. Never had he wished for anything for himself. And for some reason, Ahsoka needed him to express this selfish, deep desire that she was suddenly aware of.
Yes.
Ahsoka's eyes snapped open. She must not have shielded her thoughts properly. Rex's response was small and hesitant, but firm in its resolve. Ahsoka glanced down at Rex. He was facing away from her, arm under his head. She didn't know if he had even meant to let her hear the answer.
He'd tightened his end of the bond; nothing else was coming through.
Ahsoka focused on making sure her own mind was closed. She was too used to being able to relax around Rex. She pulled up more shields around the warm emotions that had come to the front when he had rescued her. She wouldn't put that burden on him.
Rex woke up to sunlight streaming into the barn and whispered voices.
"They awake?"
"I dunno yet! Be patient!"
Part of Rex was a little annoyed at the children's intrusion. What if they woke the Commander? But he was mostly amused as he caught sight of a little head peeking from behind the door. When Jek made eye contact with Rex, Rex put a finger to his lips. Jek giggled, nodded, and ducked away.
Rex put his armor on as quietly as he could. He didn't know why he did; it just felt wrong if he didn't. He met Jek and Shaeeah outside in the bright sunlight. By the sun, it was still fairly early. Rex faced the kids and folded his arms.
"Did Cut send you?" Rex asked.
The kids shared guilty looks.
"No." Shaeeah admitted. "He told us to leave you alone."
Rex raised an eyebrow at them.
"Sorry." Jek muttered.
Rex shrugged.
"I should be up anyway." He said.
"Mom's making breakfast." Shaeeah piped up. "You should come eat with us!"
Rex smiled a little as he remembered his first visit and the protests he'd made.
"All right." He said.
Both kids grinned up at him and went running back to the house. Rex watched them go. He probably needed to get the commander up.
I'm awake.
Rex started. He hadn't noticed that the dreams that had been trickling into his mind, and he'd been pointedly ignoring, had stopped.
What's going on?
Rex concentrated hard to send the one word answer. Words were much harder than emotions or even memories.
Breakfast.
He got the impression of a grin.
I'll be right out.
He waited for her and relished the sunlight. He didn't often get to just stand and enjoy the sun. She joined him only a few minutes later.
"Good morning, Commander." Rex said.
Ahsoka smiled at him.
"Good morning, Captain."
He matched her pace to the house.
"Yes, I rested well. I'm feeling better than yesterday." She told him.
He blinked, then smiled.
"This saves a lot of breath." He said.
Ahsoka laughed.
"Or maybe you're getting predictable."
Cut was giving a sheepish Shaeeah and Jek a lecture when they came in.
"They've been through a lot the last couple of days, the last thing they need is you two waking them up."
"We've been through a lot the whole war." Ahsoka said mildly. "And we've been woken up in far less pleasant ways. It's fine."
Cut just shook his head.
"Have a seat." He told them. "Suu's almost got breakfast done."
"It would come faster if somebody came and helped!" Suu's slightly terse voice came from the kitchen.
Ahsoka took a step towards the kitchen but Cut raised a hand.
"That was meant for me, Ahsoka." Cut said
Rex frowned. Hearing his Commander's name in that voice felt very wrong. His men, and the men of the Wolf Pack and 212th, all called her Commander. It didn't matter how close they were with her. Their love and respect for her wouldn't allow anything different.
"You two just sit down. And you two-" Cut shot a glance at his kids. "Try not to talk their ears off."
"She doesn't have ears!" Jek protested as Cut went into the kitchen.
The kids' attentions snapped onto Ahsoka once their father was gone. Rex was shunted to the side as they assaulted her with questions in whispers. Who was she? Why did she know Rex? Why was she orange? Why were her teeth pointy?
Ahsoka answered their questions with an amused air. Rex was glad she wasn't annoyed. He didn't know if he could stop the questions if he needed to.
Eventually Cut and Suu came out with breakfast and the kids were forced to stop asking questions. Their mouths were too full and there were a lot of pointed looks from their parents.
"Chores." Cut announced as the last bites of food disappeared. Jek and Shaeeah both looked ready to protest, but their mouths snapped shut at a glance from their mother. They drooped and scooted away from the table.
The two waved to Rex and Ahsoka as they scurried out. Ahsoka returned the gesture with a grin. Rex gave his own tentative wave.
"It's looking like I'll need your help today, Rex." Cut said as soon as the kids were gone.
Rex nodded. He was glad, grateful to have something to do.
"And you won't be able to wear that." Cut nodded to the grimy armor Rex wore. "I have a change of my clothes here."
He tossed a bundle at Rex, who caught it.
"Thank you." Rex said.
He gathered up the clothes and stepped towards the door.
"Don't leave on my account." Suu said as Cut handed her the dirty dishes. "I've seen your chest plenty of times."
Rex froze as Cut started laughing, hard. He appreciated the fact that the Commander was not laughing, though he could sense she really wanted to.
Rex found farm work almost enjoyable. Sure, he was awkward with the farming tools at first, but it felt good to work in the sun. Ahsoka was busy too; Cut had some farm equipment that was acting up. After she had fixed those, she wormed her way into helping in the fields. It was hard work, with the sun beating down or raining thrumming on their heads. Rex was worried, but he had to trust his commander.
He was right to. She took far more breaks than she normally would and would spend part of the day watching the eopies with the kids. Rex and Ahsoka spent most of the day practicing with their bond. At least, Rex practiced while she patiently received his clumsy messages.
She was getting better. Rex started to let himself become hopeful about her recovery.
Until the third day.
Rex had been working side by side with Cut and Ahsoka had been helping herd the eopies back to the barn.
Rex.
Rex snapped his head up. He met Ahsoka's eyes from across the field.
The hoe dropped to the earth as Rex bolted towards her. Ahsoka stood frozen. She offered no resistance as Rex scooped her into his arms. It was happening again. Whatever it was was happening again. He didn't quite understand what happened to her mind during these episodes. Already he reached through their bond, instinctually pulling like he did before. It hurt, but he knew without it she would hurt more. Rex could deal with the pain. He began running for the barn.
"Rex!" Cut yelled, but Rex couldn't respond.
He was running on instinct and that instinct told him to get Ahsoka to shelter. She wasn't lucid by the time Rex slammed the barn door behind them. He knelt with her. Most of his attention was on whatever he was doing through their bond, but he was aware of her thrashing. Rex clamped his arms around her so she couldn't hurt herself. Then he poured every part of his mind into helping her.
A quiet, familiar voice echoed from somewhere.
"Rex, you can let go. We have her."
It was General Kenobi's voice.
"No!" Rex managed to send the strangled thought. He couldn't let go, if he could help his commander just a little bit.
Rex thought he could hear his own voice calling his name, asking what was wrong, but he shut it out. Ahsoka was still yelling in his arms. He bent low over her, willing whatever it was to stop.
And then it did. Suddenly she quieted, her breathing becoming less ragged. He felt something change through their bond. He slowly let go. She lay limp in his arms, still breathing, he reassured himself. Rex became aware of someone's hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see Cut crouched down in front of him. Concern was etched across his face.
"What was that, vod?" He asked quietly.
"I don't know." Rex's voice was trembling and rough, and he hated it. He was so tired. "It's happened once before, since we broke her out."
Cut's brow furrowed.
"You mean the Republic did this to her?" He hissed.
Rex could only nod.
"Those bastards." Cut growled.
There was another presence near Rex. He flinched.
"Cut," Suu's voice was quiet. "Go take care of the children."
Cut reluctantly moved away and Suu took his place.
"Rex," She said. "What can I get for you?"
Rex placed a hand over Ahsoka's forehead. As he expected, she was feverish.
"Do you have anything for fevers?" He asked. The medical supplies from the Bad Batch had been mostly bacta.
Suu nodded.
"Come, take her to our bedroom. She can rest there."
Rex stood, lifting Ahsoka. His legs trembled, but he tried to keep his stride strong as he followed Suu out of the barn and into the house.
"She'll be like this," Rex said. "For at least a day. She'll be weak after she wakes up."
Rex helped Suu settle Ahsoka down in the large bed. Rex pulled over a chair and sat down next to her. He took up her hand. Her glazed eyes seemed to focus on him before closing.
"Rex, what are you doing?" Suu asked.
"I have to stay with her." Rex mumbled. "I can't leave her alone."
His mind was so tired. The only clear thing he knew was that Ahsoka couldn't be alone.
"Rex, I can do that." Suu said gently. "You need to rest too. You were there for almost two hours."
Rex tried to focus on her. Had it been that long?
"I have to-"
"I will stay with her." Suu cut across him. "And if I grow tired, Cut can take my place. It will be all right, Captain. You don't have to do it alone."
"Alright." He muttered. "But please, if anything changes-"
"I will get you." Suu assured him, with a hand on his shoulder. "Go and rest. We will take care of her."
Rex nodded, head bowed.
"Thank you." He said.
He stayed in the chair; he would be nearby no matter what. He closed his eyes, and his exhausted mind and body drifted off.
It took even longer this time for his commander to wake fully. It was easier on him in a way, with Cut and Suu helping him watch over her. It was also harder, because he had no idea if she would wake again. When she finally looked at him with seeing eyes instead of ones glassy with pain and fever, he nearly cried out with relief.
"It happened again." She said quietly.
"Yes." He said. "It's getting worse."
He studied her pale face.
"Is there any way we can get you help?" He asked.
"Anakin has almost found Barriss, I can feel it." Ahsoka insisted.
She squeezed his hand.
"I just need to hold on a little bit longer."
He lowered his head. He was so tired.
"All right." He muttered.
That night Ahsoka felt strong enough to join them at the dinner table. Jek and Shaeeah were unusually quiet, as they had been during Ahsoka's fits. They seemed scared of her now, watching her as if she was going to collapse at any moment. Rex didn't know if they were wrong to. Regardless, Rex was in high enough spirits at Ahsoka's recovery that he accepted Cut's challenge to a game of dejarik after dinner and the kids went out to play. Suu and Ahsoka gave advice and encouragement for their respective sides.
At one point Shaeeah wandered back in.
"Something wrong, sweetheart?" Cut asked.
"Just getting a drink." His daughter replied. "Jek runs too much and I got thirsty."
Shaeeah came over to look at the board after she got her drink. She studied it, then whispered in Cut's ear. Cut grinned and made a very good move. Rex scowled at him.
"That's cheating!" Ahsoka protested.
Shaeeah giggled and Cut laughed.
"Just taking advantage of the resident master." Cut said.
Shaeeah's eyes gleamed at her father's praise.
"You have to help me if you're going to help your father." Rex said.
Shaeeah whirled to face Rex, eyes suddenly ablaze.
"Daddy's not my father!" She shouted.
Then she tore back outside. Cut stood up and followed her. Rex stared after them for a moment. What was that about?
Rex and Ahsoka turned to look at Suu, who was stiff. She met their stares and their unspoken questions with her own steely gaze.
"The father is dead." Suu said.
"I'm sorry." Ahsoka said.
"Don't be. I was the one who killed him." Suu's voice was flat.
Rex felt his surprise mirrored in the bond.
"What happened?" Ahsoka sounded like she was scared of the answer.
Suu looked at Ahsoka carefully.
"I am sure you have seen what has happened to my people, how they are taken advantage of throughout the galaxy." Suu said. "My family was taken by Zygerrians when I was six."
Scars on Rex's neck and back prickled at her words. His fists clenched. Ahsoka had shifted closer, putting a hand on his back.
Suu gave him a curious look.
"You have experience with the Zygerrians?"
"Yes." Rex muttered.
Sweltering heat, the screams of the Togrutan colonists, the biting pain of the electrowhips on his own back. Rex screwed his eyes shut against the memories. For a second they threatened to overwhelm him. There was a reason he never spoke of the mission, avoided all mentions of that dar'yaim. There had been few missions that had even come close to the hell of Umbara. Kadavo was the front of that list. A mental touch that was distinctly his commander's soothed the images, shutting them down. When Rex looked up, he could see scars matching his own on Suu's neck.
"Yes." Rex said again. "I've experienced them."
Suu nodded.
"They sold me to the father of my children when I was fourteen." Her eyes were cold and distant. "He allowed Shaeeah's birth. I believe it was because she was a girl. But when Jek was born-"
Suu's hand clenched on the table.
"He was going to kill my son. I would not allow him to." She said. "After he was dead, I escaped here."
"Where did this happen?" Ahsoka asked. "We can send troops there and put a stop to it."
Suu looked at Rex and Ahsoka.
"This was on Coruscant."
Rex lay awake for a long time after that conversation. The Zygerrian's influence spread even to the heart of the Republic. Part of him itched to return to Coruscant to find and wipe out any trace of the shabuir he could find. He hovered between wakefulness and sleep, knowing what the latter would bring him.
Ahsoka woke to the sound of a comm chirping. For a moment she was confused. Her head was not resting on a folded blanket on a hard bench. Whatever was beneath her was warm, firm, and moved.
Oh kriff.
She pulled her head up off of Rex's shoulders.
She remembered now. Rex had woken her with his nightmares early in the night. There was no way she could have continued sleeping with the sounds of whips, feelings of spasming muscles, and the sights of dozens of Togrutan slaves with her face, trickling into her mind. So she had sat by his side, soothing what she could. He must have eventually moved past the nightmares, for now he was breathing deeply and only vague emotions oozed into their bond.
The comm chirped again and Ahsoka eased herself away from Rex. She picked up their comm and stepped outside. Rex didn't ever get enough sleep and she wouldn't wake him.
She clicked the comm on.
"Rex? Ahsoka?" The voice crackled through.
Ahsoka put a hand to her mouth, trembling.
"Master?" She choked out.
She sometimes felt she would never hear that voice again.
"Snips!" Anakin said. "Force, it's good to hear you."
He sounded as emotional as she felt.
"Are you okay? How are you feeling?" He went on.
"I'm-" Ahsoka was very aware of the aching in her arm and her weariness. "I'm fine, Master."
"Ahsoka." Anakin said. "I've felt what's been happening to you."
Ahsoka faltered.
"Rex takes care of me. It won't kill me." She finally said.
"Ahsoka-" Anakin started.
"Trust me, Master." Ahsoka cut him off. "I'll be fine. What did you call for?"
"Barriss is in custody. She's confessed." Anakin said. "Your name has been cleared."
Mando'a:
vod: brother/sister
dar'yaim: hell, personal hell
shabuir: jerk, but stronger. Basically mother effer
First thing: Rex wants kids. You will never ever be able to convince me otherwise. In fact, most clones want kids. Their donor was Jango I-want-a-kid-so-bad-I-will-have-one-cloned Fett.
The story about Rex, Ahsoka, and the vegetables was pure self indulgence. I don't care.
I also hope everyone kind of gets what's happening to Ahsoka during these fits. I know it's a bit soon to have another one, but I wanted to see it from Rex's perspective.
Suu's backstory was a bit of self indulgence for me, but I hope it fits. Why is there a random Twi'lek woman with two kids in the middle of nowhere Salucemi where Cut was able to find and woo her? I am also team Rex-was-tortured-too-let's-explore-his-feelings-on-the-matter. Like every Kadavo fic I see is focused on Obi Wan, which is understandable, but gosh dang it I want Rex angst.
And ooooh Barriss has been apprehended! Can they go home now?
Anyway, wear your masks, remember to review, try not to panic about how close the Bad Batch is, and have a great few weeks!