[She's not expecting it, the sudden influx of pain rattling through her, down to her marrow. But she locks her knees this time, only doubles over so that she's squinting down at the floor, barely able to bite back the scream. Part of her, that naive part, had expected him to keep his word on this. And it's stupid to think that he would have.
She's always been too trusting.
Her voice is a whisper when she speaks.] I'm not a Jedi.
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Date: 2012-11-24 05:58 am (UTC)She's always been too trusting.
Her voice is a whisper when she speaks.] I'm not a Jedi.