The Dark Ace was leaning on the bars when Finn showed up with his rations. Before the sniper could leave him to his thoughts once more, Dark Ace spoke up.
"You're much like me, you know."
"There's no way," Finn threw over his shoulder, "I'm nothing like you."
He laughed. "Your whole squadron has more in common with me than you think."
Finn opened his mouth as though to ask what he meant, but shook his head instead.
The Dark Ace watched him leave, a small smile tugging at the edges of his mouth.
"Storm Hawks…" he murmured softly.
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Author's Note: Total word count: 99