He followed her as she asked, familiar tension building up at her initial words. In his defense, his family rarely shared something from the past that wasn't somehow a bombshell. The way she was acting, though, kept him from being too tense, and instead he found himself puzzled and confused, especially since she seemed, in the Force, so serene and warm. His first thought was that maybe they were holos of him as a child or an infant, something mundane like that, and then the suitcases came out and he immediately ditched that train of thought, since that wouldn't require so much heavy protection.
For a moment, he just stared at her, blankly, then his gaze dropped to the jewels. He was half expecting to feel some sort of Force lashback from the pain of whoever owned them last before Leia, but they were quiet in the Force, almost muted, and lay there not as yet another Jedi-related piece in the neverending puzzle that was his life, but as normal relics of an era he never knew.
"...I didn't know these even existed," he said after a stunned pause. "I suppose I assumed, like everyone else, that they were all lost when Alderaan was destroyed."
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Date: 2017-08-12 07:21 am (UTC)For a moment, he just stared at her, blankly, then his gaze dropped to the jewels. He was half expecting to feel some sort of Force lashback from the pain of whoever owned them last before Leia, but they were quiet in the Force, almost muted, and lay there not as yet another Jedi-related piece in the neverending puzzle that was his life, but as normal relics of an era he never knew.
"...I didn't know these even existed," he said after a stunned pause. "I suppose I assumed, like everyone else, that they were all lost when Alderaan was destroyed."