Ben's arm moves, rotates at the elbow just a few degrees, so his wrist slides out of his volumnous robes in and just touches Ibani's hand.
"I'm a lot harder to kill than you seem to be givng me credit for," he remarks wryly.
It's strange, still, to have to prioritise his own survival like he does now. Not stepping up and joining the rebellion is one thing. Leaving her to certain death - he probably couldn't do that. SO he'll just have to make sure neither of them die.
He smiles, wry and Kenobi-like and turns his attention to the stack of the holpads. "So where are we going?"
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Date: 2020-07-24 10:16 am (UTC)"I'm a lot harder to kill than you seem to be givng me credit for," he remarks wryly.
It's strange, still, to have to prioritise his own survival like he does now. Not stepping up and joining the rebellion is one thing. Leaving her to certain death - he probably couldn't do that. SO he'll just have to make sure neither of them die.
He smiles, wry and Kenobi-like and turns his attention to the stack of the holpads. "So where are we going?"