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Story summary: Ahsoka's peculiar question takes a rather grim turn.


Ethical standpoint

By your-biohazardous-friend

Coric and Kix were talking. It wasn't an unusual or groundbreaking occurrence as the two medics were good friends. They bonded over cups of caf and weird theories about nerve response to a blazing, hot charcoal piece put into empty eye socket; all of that, and many more speculations, were told in their usual medical jargon. Their ways of storytelling were so gruesome and physically accurate that they made anyone's stomach lurch in discomfort.

"Coric, Kix?" Ahsoka interrupted their conversation. "can I ask you a question?"

"Depends on a question" Coric pressed.

"of the ethical standpoint?" Ahsoka specified.

Both medics looked at her simultaneously, brows shooting up in quizzical manner.

"shoot"

"it's been bothering me for a while, but let's visualize… for a second, that…" Ahsoka begun, taking a deep breath to collect her scrambled thoughts.

"yes?"

"that… there are two clones doing it." Ahsoka's lekku turned dark from embarrassment.

"Doing what?"

"totally kinky, butt sex, sausage fest action…" Clones eyes widened, mouths tightened into thin lines of disapproval "who knows? Maybe even an orgy"

"just let me finish!" Ahsoka interrupted as Kix's jaw already begun to form first syllable of protest.

"ok… it's impossible" Coric admitted, crossing his arms on his chest "but let's assume… for a second"

"so… would it be… incest or masturbation?"

The clones' faces were hard to decipher.

"from biological standpoint… you're the same person" Ahsoka prompted

"technically speaking, yes" Coric admitted.

"but… you treat each other like brothers…"

"we are brothers" Kix corrected "from sociological standpoint"

The disgust was still there, Ahsoka could tell, but their furrowed brows and chin stroking indicated a deeper thought process underneath.

"but going that direction…" Coric finally spoke, after taking a long sip of his caf "on Umbara when we are forced to kill our brothers…were we committing suicide? Or murder?"

Ahsoka was taken aback by that question. Why was that the clones were able to turn everything into a… bloodbath?

"were you?" the Jedi acolyte asked, worried.

The awkwardness and makeshift playfulness of the conversation immediately vaporized, like a drop of water on hot, abrasive sand of Tatooine.

"sometimes, 'Soka, we're not so sure ourselves" Kix relied grimly.