Entry Number 050603A

I looked up at him, moving a few inches back and letting my hands fall by my sides. He looks at me and pulls the shirt over himself, sighing a little.

"I suppose you'll just have to get used to being away, then. The First Order is all I know. It is all I'll ever know." I say to him, pushing my hands inside the pockets of the skirt out of having nothing to do with my hands, starting to walk again. "The deal was you get to leave to the Resistance and we never speak about it again."

At that, Navaien only nodded as we caught up with Rose and Rogan, who were bickering about the space between us and the city.

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