"Hey....."
He wasn't sure how long he had been sitting here, it was still dark and well....cold. Aiden didn't look up but, he just stared at the ground. He truly didn't even know what he was feeling at this moment. It was something he hadn't felt before though, were they right....
Was he easily so broken?
"Hey...."
There was a firm grasp on his shoulder, he looked up and could see him. He had returned...….why?
"I'm sorry......" Aiden said against a trembling breath. "I'm so sorry I brought this on you both......."
"Hey kid, don't be sorry. You saved our lives, and we thank you. We weren't going to leave you." Owen chuckled lightly as he held a blaster rifle at his side now. "I had to get a weapon...."
The Jedi Padawan glanced over and amongst how he was feeling, he couldn't help but laugh at the comment. "I'm glad you didn't have to use it. Is your wife okay?" Aiden asked concerned.
"She's fine. My name is Owen, her's is Astraa." He held out his hand to Aiden, at which the Padawan in turn shook his.
"My name is Aiden Porte, it's good to have met you." The Jedi Padawan said as he was helped up. Shivering slightly as if that was going to help shake off his current state. He could however feel a sense of calmness returning. He was indeed tired, and wounded which only made things worse.
Owen glanced over to the body of the Sith before looking back to Aiden. "Should we expect more to show up here?"
"Yes, perhaps. There are more of them out there. They are after me."
"Given what I know so far, we can't stay here. And knowing our nature, we aren't going to leave you here by yourself. We should go somewhere safe."
Aiden took a deep breath as he stared at the Sith's body for the longest time. He couldn't wait until this was over.
"I know a place..." The Padawan said as he looked back to Owen and he then reached down to pick up his lightsaber and clipped it to his belt.
