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❛ but we held hands all the while / i swear that i loved you / i swear that i loved you. ❜
LITTLE SOLDIERS// THE CRANE WIVES
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"MASTER?"
Softly prying open the training room door, Eisha padded into the room; shivering slightly as the cold from her old soaked clothes hugged her close, her warmer clothes doing little to settle her shakes. Sitting down beside her Master, she crossed her legs in a lotus position, peering up at Plo patiently as she fiddled with her necklace. Smiling as the indigo shone, the Padawan grasped it carefully, before calling once more, "Master Plo?"
Breaking out of his meditative state, Plo smiled at the Vashuni, before frowning at the drenched curls framing her face. Seeing her shiver, he quickly wrapped his robe over her, fussing his Padawan as she grinned, "Little One! What have I told you about going out in the rain?"
"Not to?" Giggling, she pushed back her wet curls, tucking her Master's robe around her; immediately warming her up.
Sighing, Plo eventually smiled; grinning at the relaxing presence his Little One provided him. Resting a hand on her shoulder, he raised a brow at the crystal she tightly held, "Your thoughts are loud."
Peering up at him, she smiled sadly, "You didn't tell me."
Exhaling softly, he began, "Eisha—"
"No, I get it," Shaking her head, her brows furrowed. "Well, I think I do. Probably has something to do with attachment, right?"
"Something like that..."
Quirking a brow, she pouted, "You're not going to tell me, are you?"
"Not until I know for definite." Adjusting his crossed legs, his hands fell into his lap, "But, that's not the only thing on your mind."
