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"That sounds like a good life."
Alicio looked down at his new wineglass, swirling it a bit in the glass. It was Alderaanian, maybe even from one of the Organa vineyards. Another piece of home, found here on Coruscant. He took a long pause, to examine the blood-red coloring.
"Helping people as a Jedi, and saving time for those you love, it sounds nice." He thought about what she'd said. Where did he find joy?
"I do enjoy my work," Alicio said, quietly. "I really do. Not all the time, of course. But there are moments, where everything just falls into place." He cracked a smile. "One of my first projects, I made some bio-domes to simulate other worlds, including one of Csilla. There was a family from the planet that went and saw it, and..."
"It's one of those things you'll never forget."
Alicio lost his smile. "I was born into one of the most influential families in the galaxy. It feels selfish of me to not use what I was given to help others, as much as I can." He looked at Valery, a hopeless expression on his face. "Even now, talking with you, instead of working, I feel a bit... guilty? I don't know."
"You can tell me if that's weird. I won't be mad."
- Valery Noble -