He draws in another breath and releases it again, unconsciously matching himself Qui-Gon's rhythm. In and out. Here and now. What does he know?
Not a whole lot, if he's honest. It never feels like he knows enough. But his instincts... His instincts have always guided him. Even before he knew what the Force was, he'd learned to listen to them. What are they telling him now?]
I think... I still feel like I'm connected to our home. Our galaxy. I can't sense it, but... it's still there?
[He hopes that makes sense. It's a hard feeling to describe.]
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He draws in another breath and releases it again, unconsciously matching himself Qui-Gon's rhythm. In and out. Here and now. What does he know?
Not a whole lot, if he's honest. It never feels like he knows enough. But his instincts... His instincts have always guided him. Even before he knew what the Force was, he'd learned to listen to them. What are they telling him now?]
I think... I still feel like I'm connected to our home. Our galaxy. I can't sense it, but... it's still there?
[He hopes that makes sense. It's a hard feeling to describe.]