Scene: The ship's hallway, late at night. Dim lights hum above. Aurora leans against the wall outside the medbay, one leg pulled up slightly, staring at nothing. Jacen rounds the corner, holding two steaming mugs.Jacen:"Figured you'd be here."(He holds one mug out to her.)Aurora (taking it quietly):"Couldn't sleep. Too quiet."Jacen leans against the wall beside her, sipping from his cup. For a moment, neither of them says anything. The silence feels comfortable, familiar.Jacen:"You used to hate silence. Always filling it with questions or sarcasm."Aurora (half-smiling):"Still do. Just… don't have the energy tonight."(She swirls the drink in her mug.)"Feels like everything's changing. Fast. And I'm the only one still catching up."Jacen (softly):"You've been through more than most Jedi twice your age, and you're still standing. That's not catching up—that's surviving."Aurora looks down, her voice small."What if surviving isn't enough anymore?"Jacen turns to her, his tone calm but firm."Then you live. You grow. And you lean on the people who've got your back. Like me."Aurora (quiet):"You really mean that?"Jacen:"I wouldn't still be here if I didn't. You're like a daughter to me, Aurora. You don't have to carry all this alone."She doesn't answer at first. Just leans her head lightly against his arm.Aurora:"I used to think I had to be strong all the time. For everyone. Like if I stopped for a second, the whole galaxy would fall apart."Jacen:"Same."(He smiles gently.)"Turns out the galaxy keeps spinning, even when you let someone hold you up for a bit."Aurora (closing her eyes briefly):"Thanks, Jacen… for being that someone."Jacen (resting a hand on her shoulder):"Always. No matter what. I've got you, kid."
