EPILOGUE
Hours later, on the other side of the galaxy, Connix straddled a munitions crate in the cargo bay of General Organa's transport. Leia sat on another crate facing her.
"I just have one question," said Connix.
Leia's eyebrows rose, urging the girl on.
"You said that room was Andor's."
"And?" prompted Leia.
"Why did Captain Andor have a photo of Erso?"
"She was his mission," answered Leia. "Kind of hard to track someone down if you don't know what they look like."
"But why a photo? Why not a holo?"
Leia shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe it's just what they had? Maybe it was easier to show around?"
Connix considered this for a moment, then nodded. "Seems reasonable," she mused. "But why keep it? After he found Erso?"
Leia's face split with a sly grin.
"Use your imagination."
Then she climbed off her crate and walked off, leaving Connix doing just that.
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A/N: I suspect the First Order, however they came to power, likely stifled education along the way. Certainly education regarding the Rebellion and its history. Since the New Republic doesn't seem to have been in power very long, people of Lieutenant Connix's age are likely somewhat hindered in this regard. That is why my Connix (Billie Lourd's character, by the way – chosen here very much on purpose) doesn't know names and dates. Only big events. The ones talked about in barracks late at night. And you just know that Rogue Squadron talks up their status a whole lot more than their history. They're pilots. Pilots talk battles and ships and their own greatness. So a junior officer like Connix would know their talk, but not the true tales. As for my Yavin, in my mind the base been abandoned for some time, but people do live on the planet. They've stripped the old base, but left anything too big to carry or not of use. Thus, the state of Cassian's quarters. Finally, the end is for my RebelCaptain shippers. You imagine whatever you want, loves, and may the Muse be with you.
