She couldn't stop the tears from beginning to fall down her cheeks. "Hobbie... I love you," she told him. With a jolt of courage, she let go of the railing to grab onto his wrist with her left hand.
He looked back to her, "I love you too, Lyanna. Come on, we'll be alright. I've got you, help's on it's way."
A small section of the ferrocrete fell away. Hobbie hooked his leg through the rail as the ferrocrete disappeared almost to his waist. With the sudden jerking motion, she slipped. He now had her held only by her wrist and hand. "Lyanna!"
"I... I can't hold on!"
"Just a little bit longer..." his tears fell to splash on her cheeks, mingling with her own... mingling with the misting rain.
She started to slip, "Hobbie, please, I-"
"Shhh, everything's going to be fine." He could hear shouts from behind him. "Help will be here in moments."
Her hand slipped from his.
They screamed.
Hobbie reached to try and catch her again, but it was too late. Lyanna fell, screaming in hopelessness. Her voice was suddenly cut off as a speeder crashed into her, folding her nearly in half.
Lifelessly, the body bounced away from the vehicle to fall... disappearing into the dark lower depths of Coruscant.
"LYANNA!" He screamed in anguish after her falling form.
Moments later, there were hands pulling him back up onto what was left of the walkway. He struggled to get out of them, struggled to reach after her. "No! Let me go!" He reached forward, "LYANNA!"
Wes held him firmly, pinning his arms to his sides. "Come on, Hobs, there's nothing we can do."
"Then let me follow her, Wes," he kept struggling, feeling another set of arms trying to hold him down, then another. "Let me go!"
"Let her go," Tycho said quietly.
The misting rain stopped, a deceptive rainbow appearing over the towers beyond.
The Ralltiirian kept struggling, "Let me go!" he screamed. Tears stained his cheeks, drawing trails in the dust of the blast that was yet slowly settling around them. "I can't leave her there!"
"Then you won't leave her... but you won't join her either," Wedge told him firmly. He looked to his XO, "Tycho, we'll get a speeder and go look for her body, so she can get a decent burial. Wes, you stay with Hobbie."
"No!" Hobbie yelled again, struggling, "I'm coming too!"
"She's not going to look well, falling from this height," He reasoned. "You don't-"
"Don't tell me what I do or don't want to see..." Hobbie growled and stopped struggling, sniffling as the tears fell. "I want to find her."
The other three men exchanged glances, then Wedge nodded. "Alright. I'll be right back."
As he left, the other two relaxed their grip on Hobbie, still vigilant lest the distraught Ralltiirian break away and leap to his own untimely death.