Sabine's heart was still pounding as Ezra held her in is arms and they stared at the sunset.
"No." Sabine says, pulling back from Ezra to look into his eyes.
He seemed confused and concerned and Sabine's mind races to find the words to clarify what she means.
"Ezra, I don't want to be just friends with you anymore. Being apart for this long has made me realize that I want to be more than friends. I'm in love with you Ezra." She says and looks into his beautiful sapphire eyes.
Ezra's eyes widen in surprise but he doesn't pull away from her. In fact, he pulls her closer. Sabine knew he was reading her emotions through the Force. And judging by the smile on his face and the way his eyes lit up, he was sensing the love she had for him.
"Sabine…" He says and smiles, making her heart swell with joy.
"Kiss me." She demands and Ezra immediately complies and they both close the distance between them and seal their lips in a kiss.
Sabine never thought about what it would be like to kiss Ezra Bridger. She never thought she would ever do it period! But here she was, kissing his surprisingly soft lips, the unfamiliar texture of his beard rubbing against her face. And she was enjoying every second of it.
They part for air and Sabine lets her hands roam his chest. Ezra looks from her hands back to her face.
When they lock eyes and see how dilated each other's pupils are, they both know what's about to happen next.
They start to make out again and things get heated.
Sabine wraps her legs around his waist as Ezra holds her up for support so she can have more control of the situation, kissing him from a higher angle.
Sabine breaks for air again and sighs as Ezra starts kissing her neck.
She looks over at the bed and immediately knows where she wants to take this as Ezra captures her lips in his again.
"Did you make that bed sturdy enough for two?" Sabine asks in-between kisses.
"Might be. Why? It's not even nighttime yet, you want to go sleep already?" He asks.
"Who said anything about going to sleep…" Sabine whispers against his lips.
Sabine rolls her hips against his and bites her bottom lip to stifle a moan of pleasure from the friction.
Ezra grunts and his whole body goes stiff, especially one part of it, when he realizes what she's proposing.
"Is that your lightsaber or are you just excited to see me?" Sabine asks with a smirk.
Ezra immediately presses his mouth back against hers in a forceful kiss that makes her whine against his mouth. He swallows her moans as he bucks his hips back against her before laying her down on her back on his bed before climbing on top of her and laying in-between her legs. The same position they were in earlier.
They grind against each other, desperate for that sweet friction as they swallowed each other's moans with their kisses before breaking for air. They stare into each other's lustful gazes while panting for breath.
"Beat you again." Ezra teases and Sabine laughs breathlessly as she runs her hands down his bare chest towards his belt. "What should I do with you now?" He asks in a husky tone that sends a shiver of pleasure down Sabine's spine as she grabs his belt buckle.
"Fuck me Ezra Bridger." She demands, this time without any frustration in her voice. Only desire as she unbuckles his belt and the clink echoes through the gallery.
Ezra licks his lips and smirks before replying.
"As you wish Sabine Wren." He says before capturing her mouth in his again.
"Aahh!" Sabine shouts as she awoke from her dream with a start, kicking the loth-cat sleeping at the end of her bunk onto the floor.
"What the hell…" Sabine mutters, sitting up in her bed, panting heavily and sweating from the erotic dream she just had. About Ezra!
"What the fuck!" She squeaks and places her hands on her face in horror of what she just dreamed about. "What kind of a dream was that and why did I dream it!?"
She's pulled from her thoughts by the sound of the loth-cat she just kicked meowing at her from the floor. Sabine looks down at the poor creature and immediately feels guilty.
"Oh no! Jabba I'm so sorry!" Sabine apologizes. "Are you okay?"
The loth-cat named Jabba that had been accompanying Sabine and Ahsoka on their journey licks his paw before washing his face. Then he just glares at Sabine.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what that means…but Ezra probably does! Ezra…" Sabine mutters.
Her eyes widen as a terrible thought pops into her mind. And her anxiety only grows when she looks beside her and sees his lightsaber there, in it's usual place.
"How much of that was a dream…" Sabine mutters. "Oh no…no…No no no!" She despairs as she begins to fear the worst. "Please don't tell me we never found him and that that was all a dream!"
"On the one hand, if this was all a dream then that means Ezra being hot was just some weird figment of my imagination! And in reality he could still be exactly as I remember him and everything can just go back to normal when I find him!" Sabine theorizes to the loth-cat.
"Or something terrible could have happened to him and I'd rather have him be annoyingly hot while staying the same sweet Ezra than tragically evil or dead!" Sabine wails.
Then she spots something in the corner of her room that answers her questions.
A full crate of supplies.
She immediately goes to open it and to her relief there were fruits from the planet they found Ezra and Thrawn on as well as some other foods.
"Oh thank the Force…" Sabine sighs in relief. "We really did find him. He's really coming home. And he's really hot…" She sighs dreamily. "Wait, why am I saying that like it's a good thing?"
Sabine's heart begins to pound as she realizes something terrifying.
"Oh no…I'm really attracted to Ezra Bridger!" Sabine exclaims.
"Everything was real…He really looks like a hunk. He pinned me down underneath him during a sparring session and I wanted to grind on him! He held me so sweetly in his arms in that gallery he made for me and I almost kissed him!" Sabine recounts.
"I almost kissed him…I almost kissed him! I almost kissed EZRA!" Sabine exclaims. "And if that wasn't enough…I dreamed about wanting to…"
Sabine let's out a horrified exhale.
"I need to forget I ever thought about that. I'm sure once I've had some breakfast and caf I'll forget all about it." Sabine says hopefully.
Sabine enters the galley and the first thing she sees is Ezra, leaning against the table in the galley, a mug of caf in one hand and a data pad in the other. And to her dismay, he was still shirtless.
But not only that, he was also wearing gray sweatpants. The most attractive article of sleepwear a man could wear.
They hung low on his hips, showing off more of that sharp v-line she saw yesterday. And the bulge at his crotch seemed like a decent size-
No! Stop it! Sabine mentally scolds herself. Don't think about his dick!
She says as if she wasn't just dreaming of grinding herself against it and wanting it inside of her.
Who gave him permission to be so hot?!
"Fuck my life." She grumbles under her breath.
"Good morning to you too." Ezra says and Sabine stiffens.
She dares to make eye contact with him, but instead of frowning at her he just stares at her with pure adoration in his eyes and a sweet smile on his face.
Ugh…why does he have to be so kriffing perfect! Sabine whines in her mind.
"What have I done to earn such a cheerful greeting?" Ezra asks sarcastically.
"Where's your shirt?" Sabine asks with a blank expression.
"Ah, that's why. That shirt's been on it's last legs for awhile and this morning when I tried to put it on it fell apart." Ezra says while avoiding her gaze, feeling embarrassed by his lack of apparel since it appeared to make Sabine uncomfortable.
"Of course it did…." Sabine grumbles along with something along the lines of "The Force is testing me."
Ezra was about to ask her what she meant by that but Ahsoka interrupts him.
"Don't worry. Sabine and I packed some spare clothes for you knowing that your old ones would be worn out by now." His fellow Jedi explains. "You'll find them in the room you and Thrawn are sharing in the drawers under your bunk beds."
"Wow that's so thoughtful of you. Thanks Ahsoka." Ezra thanks her.
"Of course. You know me, I'm always one to help my friends with whatever problems they face." Ahsoka says while looking at Sabine.
The Mandalorian growls and Ahsoka just smiles cheerfully at her, entirely pleased with herself.
"Man, it's been forever since I've had caf." Ezra says after taking a big sip from the mug in his hand. "I forgot how much I missed stuff like this." He says as he puts the cup down on the table.
"How did you manage to stay awake on that planet without a good cup of caf?" Sabine asks.
"I learned to survive without it." Ezra says and stretches.
Sabine bit her bottom lip to hold back the appreciative noise that threatened to escape as she watches every muscle move as he stretches. And her mind immediately referred back to her dream, reminding her how firm each of those muscles felt under her hands. And how warm his skin felt against her own.
If only she hadn't woken up so soon. Then she'd have at least gotten to the part where they were both naked, with no clothing separating their bodies from each other. Then she would have some idea of how it felt to have those firm muscles covered in warm skin pressed against her own body-
"Sabine!" Ezra gasps, pulling Sabine from her thoughts.
"What?!" She exclaims, terrified that Ezra caught her ogling him, or even worse, read her mind and saw what she was thinking about!
He runs towards her and she gasps in surprise. She was expecting a kiss, or a hug but, instead he runs past her to see Jabba who had wandered into the galley.
"You have a loth-cat!" Ezra exclaims with glee.
Sabine let's out a sigh of relief.
She turns around and can't help but laugh at how childish he looked right now. Kneeling on the ground, trying to get the cat to come towards him.
"Here kitty kitty." He urges.
Jabba just ignores him, much to Ezra's dismay before Sabine goes to pick him up.
"Huh…I thought all of these guys liked you." Sabine says and picks up the cat.
"Maybe I've been away from them for too long and lost my touch." Ezra says sadly.
"Yeah maybe…" Sabine says and looks at the cat. "But he isn't doing too great this morning. So that could be it too."
"Why not?" Ezra asks.
Sabine winces, realizing she probably shouldn't have said anything.
Because I had a wet dream about you and kicked him off of the bed. It's all your fault for being so sexy!
"I don't know. He just seems off this morning." Sabine lies and the lothcat hisses at her.
"He seems very off to me." Ezra says.
"I hope he's not hurt…" Sabine says and gives the lothcat a guilty look.
Sexual frustration for her annoyingly handsome friend aside, Sabine did honestly feel bad for accidentally kicking the poor lothcat off the bed.
Jabba's been with her and Ahsoka for years now. He was always there to comfort her when she was anxious about the search, and homesick, and most importantly, when she missed Ezra so much she wasn't sure if she could bear it.
"Does he have a name?" Ezra asks.
"Jabba." Sabine replies and Ezra laughs.
"Jabba?" He asks. "Like the old alias I used to go by? Jabba the Hutt? You named him after me?"
"He reminds me of you." Sabine explains.
"You really did miss me didn't you?" Ezra teases and Sabine rolls her eyes.
"Whatever, could you just check to make sure he's not hurt?" Sabine asks, holding the loth-cat in front of her, to both present him to Ezra and shield him from her view.
"Of course." Ezra says, happy to help but a little confused.
Sabine gasps as Ezra's hands, warm from the mug of caf he was holding brush against her own as he takes the cat from her. She prays he didn't notice and thankfully it seems that those prayers were answered as his focus was entirely on the animal in his hands.
"How did this little guy get hurt?" Ezra asks.
"I uh, accidentally kicked him off of my bunk." Sabine says, scratching the back of her neck.
"You what?!" Ezra exclaims. "Why did you do that?"
"Oh, you know. Just had a…weird dream."Sabine mumbles.
"A dream about what?" Ezra asks.
"Nothing!" Sabine snaps at him.
"Well if you kicked this sweet little guy off of the bed it was clearly something…" Ezra inquires.
"It was nothing!" Sabine insists.
Ezra could sense how defensive she was being and knew that he would never get an answer out of her when she was like this.
So he resigns himself to checking the loth-cat for injuries instead.
"Alright well, while you two take care of that I'm going to go help Thrawn in the cockpit to make sure we're on course." Ahsoka decides.
"Wait Thrawn's alone in there? Did he pick the coordinates?" Ezra asks.
"Yeah, he did. It's his home on his home planet. He's the only one of us that knows it." Ahsoka explains.
"Is there a problem with that?" Sabine asks.
Ezra senses her worry and smiles at her to ease it.
"No. There's nothing wrong with it. I was just curious that's all." Ezra explains.
"Okay well then I guess I'll leave you two alone…" Ahsoka says and Sabine's eyes widen in panic.
"I'll come help too!" She says and quickly runs out of the room.
Ahsoka and Ezra look at each other and shrug before she leaves.
"Well looks like it's just you and me now buddy." Ezra says and scratches the cat's belly, making him purr. "Want to help me pick out clothes?"
Jabba tilts his head.
"I had a feeling you'd say yes!" Ezra translates.
Things were running smoothly for the three people in the cockpit. At least they were until…
"Hey uh guys, about the clothes…uh, they're not gonna work." Ezra says in an adorably unsure tone that makes Sabine laugh.
"What's wrong with them?" Sabine asks before swiveling around in her chair. "Orange isn't your color anymore-"
She gasps and squirms in her seat when she sees him standing in the cockpit, entirely NAKED except for poor Jabba that he was holding in front of his junk as a modesty loth-cat.
"They're uh…too small for me." Ezra says meekly and gives her a shy smile.
Sabine just stares at him in shock for a moment. She's already gotten a good look at the top part of him but the bottom part was new to her. And it was just as impressive as the top. He definitely didn't skip leg day according to those muscles. Especially on his thighs. Had he been doing a lot of squats or lunges? And if he has then that would explain why his ass, from what she could see of it from this angle, looked so…ripe? Wait why the fuck am I looking? I should not be staring at him naked! It's putting thoughts into my head that I should not be having! Sabine shouts in her mind before turning around again, her face on fire from what she saw.
"Oh yeah, sorry about that!" Ahsoka says before turning around. "We didn't expect you to have another growth spurt-KRIFF!" Ahsoka shouts when she swivels her chair and sees Ezra naked.
Thrawn swivels his seat as well and has a similar reaction when he sees how indecent Ezra is.
"Oh for Force's sake Bridger! Why would you come in here without any clothes?" Thrawn criticizes.
"Because none of them fit me!" Ezra explains.
"What about the pants you were wearing this morning?" Sabine snaps at him, turning back around slightly to address him.
"Sooo…remember how I said this morning my shirt fell apart…" He explains with a sheepish grin.
Sabine groans and puts her hand over her face. But she also parts her fingers in order to peek at her himbo best friend in all of his idiot glory.
"But don't worry! As long as you don't walk behind me you won't see anything. And Jabba's got the front covered so we're all good!" Ezra explains.
Jabba however, had other plans. Fed up with being used to preserve Ezra's dignity, he starts to struggle in Ezra's grip.
"Whoa!" Ezra shouts.
Sabine screams and swivels back away from him quickly before she saw anything more of him.
Jabba hops on her lap and her heart pounds as she thinks about what was exposed behind her.
"Oh Manda…" She mutters.
Ahsoka and Thrawn turned around as well, not wanting to see anything more than they were already forced to.
"Bridger! Could you please cover up or something!" Thrawn scolds him.
"Yes please! For the love of the Force please just put your dick away!" Sabine exclaims.
"Where?!" Ezra asks.
"Anywhere!" Sabine replies. "I don't care where you put it just stick it somewhere!"
"That's what she said." Ahsoka replies and Sabine screams in fear that her words may have been taken the wrong way.
And poor Ezra wasn't handling that lewd imagery any better than she was as evidenced by how quickly his cheeks colored and he stumbled backwards into a chair.
"No! No no no no no!" Sabine shouts frantically. "Not anywhere! Definitely not there-Ah!" She screams as she swivels to shout at Ezra before remembering he's exposed and quickly turning back around so she can't see anything.
"Just tuck that thing back in your trousers because it is the last thing I ever want to see!" Sabine shouts.
"Okay! Okay! I got it! I'm the last person you ever want to see naked, I'll go find some pants." Ezra says, unable to disguise the slight hurt tone in his voice as he leaves.
After a minute of silence, Sabine can't hold back her feelings anymore. She needed to vent.
"I'm gonna go to my room for a bit." She decides and leaves.
Ahsoka and Thrawn sit in bewildered silence for a few moments.
"Well…that was…" Ahsoka starts.
"Unexpected." Thrawn replies.
"I mean, I knew those clothes were gonna be too small for him once I saw how much he's grown." Ahsoka explains. "But I thought he was just gonna walk around shirtless some more not…I think I should check on Sabine." Ahsoka says and gets up to leave.
"And perhaps I should check on Bridger." Thrawn says.
"I know his dick is big! I know it! I know it's big!" Sabine exclaims in frustration to Jabba who was sitting on the floor watching her scream her frustrations. "Even though I didn't see it I know he's probably got some gorgeous monster in-between his legs because for some reason the Force or the manda or whoever has decided to torture me by turning my best friend into the sexiest man alive so he has to have a perfect dick! And against all common sense….I want him to take whatever's in-between his legs and put it in-between mine!" Sabine exclaims.
She grabs her pillow, and shoves her face into it before letting out a loud and long scream from sexual frustration.
"Who the fuck decided to make him hot!" She shouts into the pillow.
"Well it wasn't me, if that's what you're thinking." Ahsoka says.
Sabine lifts the pillow from her face to see her standing in the doorway.
"Can I come in?" She asks.
"Yes. Can you use the Force on my brain to fix whatever short circuited when I saw hot Ezra for the first time?" Sabine requests.
"No." Ahsoka says simply.
Sabine groans and lays down on her bunk on her stomach with her face in her pillow.
"Give us a minute Jabba." Ahsoka requests.
The loth-cat obeys and leaves them to see how Ezra and Thrawn are doing.
"So…you're thinking about his dick?" Ahsoka asks and Sabine shouts into her pillow. "I'll take that as a yes. Did you see it?"
"No!" Sabine says, lifting her head up from her pillow. "Thank the Force."
"Why? I thought you'd want to see it?" Ahsoka asks.
"No I don't! Do you? You're the one that keeps asking about it?" Sabine asks.
"Well between the two of us I'm not screaming into a pillow about it and also I think dicks look weird so I'm really not dying to see his at all. But it sounds to me like you are." Ahsoka explains.
"Well I don't!" Sabine says. "I'm so glad I didn't see it today."
"Why?" Ahsoka asks.
"Because I'm scared that if I do see it…I'll like it!" Sabine squeaks in fear.
"Really? You don't think dicks look weird? I thought you did?" Ahsoka asks.
"I do! They're not aesthetically pleasing at all but the rest of him is so I'm too horny to care!" Sabine exclaims "If I see it then I'll want to fuck him and I don't want to fuck him!" Sabine wails before putting her head back down.
This pattern of her picking her head up to talk before putting it back down, continues for every sentence.
"Okay then don't." Ahsoka says simply.
"But he's the most attractive man I've ever met, how can I not fuck him!"
"Okay then fuck him."
"I can't!"
"Why not?"
"Because it's Ezra!"
"And why can't you fuck Ezra?"
"Because he doesn't think of me that way!" Sabine explains before turning over so she was lying on her back.
"Are you sure he doesn't think of you that way?" Ahsoka asks.
"Yes!"
"How?"
"He told me he only thinks of me as a friend!" Sabine says.
"He also had a crush on you when you first met. I recall Hera telling me it was love at first sight." Ahsoka says and Sabine rolls her eyes.
"More like love at first infatuation." Sabine says. "And besides, he said he got over that crush a long time ago."
"And do you believe him?" Ahsoka asks.
Sabine seems unsure for a moment.
"Can you think of anything he's said or done that could suggest otherwise?"
"So would I. And I mean it."
"I know I can always count on you."
"My life's been in your hands for longer than it's ever been in anyone else's. And there's no one else in the galaxy that I'd trust with my life more than you."
"And even more importantly, everyone I've ever loved is there waiting for me."
"You're my best friend and I care about you more than anything and anyone in the galaxy. I'll never forgive myself for leaving you for so long but I had no choice. So I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you. And I'll never willingly leave your side again, I promise."
"No…" Sabine says softly. "He doesn't."
"You don't sound too sure of that." Ahsoka notices.
"Well I have to be. I can't risk ruining our friendship unless I know for sure how feels about me. And how I feel about him. And right now I don't." Sabine says.
She thought that was the truth. Ahsoka accepted it as the truth. But if it was the truth then why did it feel like a lie?
Thrawn walks into the room, covering his eyes with his hand.
"Please tell me you have more than just the varmint on your crotch to look decent?" Thrawn asks.
Ezra rolls his eyes.
"Yes. I have pants on you can look." Ezra groans.
"Thank goodness." Thrawn says and looks at Ezra sift through a pile of shirts.
"Good thing we thought to bring our gently used clothes with us from the wreckage. We'll need decent garments to wear on Csillia." Thrawn says.
"Yeah…about that? What exactly is going to happen on Csillia?" Ezra asks in a slight accusatory tone.
"Ezra, I thought we bonded over the past decade in exile." Thrawn says, seemingly hurt. "Don't you trust me?"
"I did." Ezra says. "I trusted you when we were stranded and we had no choice but to work together and get along to survive. But we're not stranded anymore. We're heading to your home planet now. An entire planet filled with your people. People who won't trust me, Sabine or Ahsoka. Only you, and whatever you choose to tell them about us. No matter if it's true or not."
"Ah, so your hypothesis is that I will betray you when we get to Csillia and have you either imprisoned or killed by my family rather than give you the proper supplies to help you get back to Lothal?" Thrawn theorizes. "Impressive, Ezra. It seems you have gotten wiser, thanks to my influence no doubt-"
Ezra grabs Thrawn by the collar of his shirt and pins him against the wall.
"So it's true then?" Ezra growls, seeing red at the thought of someone he's formed such a close bond with double crossing him. "You're planning on betraying us?"
"No I'm not." Thrawn replies sternly.
"How can I trust you're telling the truth?" Ezra asks.
"Perhaps if you let me finish what I was saying I could tell you." Thrawn snaps at him.
Ezra lets him down from the wall but his angry expression remains unchanged.
"As I was saying." Thrawn says, irritated as he rubs his collarbone on top of his shirt. "You have good reason to be wary of what I might do when we get to Csilla."
Ezra frowns and steps towards him but Thrawn stops him by placing his hand in front of him.
"But that doesn't mean I will betray you." Thrawn says. "You have good reason to trust me as well."
"Care to elaborate on that?" Ezra asks.
"Absolutely. Ezra you know me well enough by now to know that I'm not the evil man you thought I was when I was with the Empire. I may have done terrible things yes, but I did them for good reasons. I am a man of honor. And although you're the reason I was exiled to a remote planet for ten years, you're also the reason I was able to survive. So it stands to reason that I will honor that by helping you return home." Thrawn explains.
"What about Sabine and Ahsoka?" Ezra asks, not letting his guard down at all. "You said you'd help me get home, and I believe that. But what about them?"
Thrawn smiles, pleased with how Ezra picked up on his wording.
"Well look who's listening more intently and thinking ahead? Smart. Wren and Tano have never helped me in any way so I'm not indebted to them the same way I'm indebted to you." Thrawn explains.
"But you are indebted to me." Ezra reminds him, firmly. "And if you want to pay back that debt then you have to help all three of us."
"What about two?" Thrawn suggests.
"Three." Ezra states more firmly. "Four if you want to tag along too which you're welcome to do. But no matter what I'm going back to Lothal with Sabine and Ahsoka and that is final."
"Very well, I understand your terms." Thrawn says politely, making Ezra relax and turn his back to him to continue to look through the pile of old shirts.
"But hypothetically speaking, if I guaranteed you that you could take at least one of them back with you, which one would you pick?" Thrawn proposes.
"I'm not choosing between my friends." Ezra says firmly. "They both came to get me and they're both going back with me."
"Very well then. No need to answer." Thrawn says. "Because I already know which one you'd pick."
Thrawn smirks when he sees Ezra's back stiffen.
"Wren. It's a no brainer. Tano is a dear friend to you but she pales in comparison to Sabine Wren. The woman you love." Thrawn teases.
Ezra glares at Thrawn over his shoulder.
"She's just a friend." He says, but Thrawn can hear the uncertainty in his voice.
"Yes she is. A friend that you grew very close with during the rebellion. So close that she spent an entire decade searching for you while you insisted we build a gallery filled with her art that you slept in every night. And when you weren't talking my ear off about how amazing she is you spent countless hours meditating in the gallery to feel closer to her. Not to mention the way you look at her like she's the most beautiful thing you've ever seen. It doesn't take a genius to see how you feel about her." Thrawn says.
"And what's it to you how I feel about her?" Ezra asks. "It has nothing to do with you."
"Considering how close we are now and the fact that because the four of us are all traveling together, meaning I will bear witness to all of this I think it does." Thrawn explains.
"Well you're not going to see much. You heard what she said today, she doesn't want anything to do with me." Ezra explains, avoiding Thrawn's gaze.
"What if I told you she was looking at you today on the cockpit…" Thrawn says and Ezra pauses. "Very appreciatively I might add."
Ezra stares ahead of him as he thinks back on how she looked at him when he pinned her down during their sparring session. And when she touched his scars. And saw him shirtless in the galley. And now when she saw him naked in the cockpit.
There was something in those warm, amber eyes of hers. Something he's definitely seen in her eyes before. Like when he was training her to use the darksaber. It was a flicker of emotion that used to give him hope that she might feel the same way as him. But those hopes proved to be hopeless. So he knew not to think too much of it now that he was seeing it again. Even though it was there more often.
"I'd say you're a liar." Ezra says to Thrawn. "I know her better than you. So if she was looking at me, it definitely wasn't in the way you think. Besides, her words made it pretty clear that she doesn't want anything to do with me. Not in that way at least. But no matter how she thinks of me…"
Ezra marches up to Thrawn and gets right in front of his face.
"I'm not gonna let you do whatever you might have planned for her or Ahsoka on Csillia." Ezra declares.
"I haven't been in contact with my family for quite some time. How could I possibly have anything planned for them when we arrive?" Thrawn reminds him.
"I know how good you are at strategy, and planning." Ezra says. "You could've made a secret communication device and hidden it away somewhere I couldn't find it and only used it when I was off somewhere."
"If I did that then we would have been rescued much sooner!" Thrawn points out.
Ezra takes a deep breath, realizing that he was probably right about that.
"It's alright. I'm not offended by the fact you're paranoid. Anyone would be worried if they thought the person they love was in danger." Thrawn jabs at him. "It's only natural to want to protect them."
Ezra smirks and let's out a short laugh.
"I don't need to protect her. She could kill you any time she wants." Ezra says. "I'm warning you not to give her a reason to."
Jabba runs into the room and jumps on top of Thrawn's head and smiling at him, breaking up the tension.
"And this little guy agrees!" Ezra says and picks him up. "I guess we'll see what happens on Csillia." Ezra says as he scratches his loth cat's tummy.
"Yes, I suppose we will." Thrawn says as Ezra leaves.