A weary smile spread across his face as he felt the cool touch of her fingers combing through his hair. If he could have returned her touch, he would have, but his entire body felt like it had become a puddle. The only exception to the rule of inertness controlling his body was his heart, which was in a continious state of transition between fluttering erratically and pounding like the beat of a drum. His resting eyes slowly opened to the sight of the most beautiful woman that he'd ever seen. Despite her beauty, he knew that his heart wasn't skipping beats for her because of lust.
Their romantic relationship so far had been short, but he thought that it was something that had been in bloom for a while now. He may not have fully realized that he was in love with her until the festival of lights, but she made him act differently on Carida, back when he was patching up her slug round wounded legs (and this would be a feeling he would later discover that she reciprocated during their first visit to Veradune). Not only that, but she had followed him aboard the bounty hunter's ship, despite his multiple pleas telling her to not fight for him or follow him.
If she would've asked him to do it right now, he would have left the Jedi Order, turned over his co-command of the Iviin'yc, and stopped the search for his sister if it meant he could sweep her off of her feet and take her to live off the land on a temperate backwater. It was a direct contrast to the life he normally wanted, but if he could do it, if he had to become a normal civillian farmer, he could actually see himself doing it with her, and he wanted to build his own family with her, a family that would be on par with what he had seen in her own. A family In which he could be the father to his children in a way that he always wished his own dad would have been like for him.
But those were just the wishes of a romantic dreamer, and the galaxy wasn't forgiving to dreamers, romantic or otherwise. He knew a large part as to why Seo was so compatible with him was because that they were both wanderers. Nomads never tied down to one place. She was always on the move, following her call of the force, and he was always on the move, following the list scribbled down in a flimsi notepad on his nightstand - the list containing all of the planets he wanted to visit before he kicked the bucket.
Still, there was one dream that still shined on in his eyes as he looked at her. They could still build a family all of their own, and there was even a decent chance that they had already begun that task. Unless she was taking Ho'Din herbs or she was on something else, they hadn't taken any precautions to prevent nature from taking its course.
Par the course for him, Mereel jumped the gun and read into it, making the assumption that she wanted to build a family between them too. Unphased by reality, the dreamer's light continued glistening in his eyes as he smiled at her.
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The dunes around them were quiet. He hadn't seen a single animal since he had started leading them away from the camp, be it on sandy ground or in orange tinted sky. He hoped that it would remain that way, but kept his rifle nestled tightly in the crook of his arm just in case their luck didn't keep holding out for them.
Mereel looked at her with a warm smile, but a tinge of uncertainty laced his voice,
"Are you sure you want to go through with this?"
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