The Ghost, Thursday

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Kanan could take care of himself; Hera knew that. He had been for years before he met her. That wasn't going to stop her worrying a bit. So, when she got a chance to do something about it...well. Fandom was nice, but she really belonged doing more back home anyway.

She still had commitments here, though (and she wasn't thinking of the scrapyard). So, she was sitting in the open cargo bay of the Ghost and waiting.



[For one, but anyone that wants to say goodbye to Hera, this is that post.]

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Sabine had figured when she got the call that Hera needed help with something, so she'd hurried down to the scrapyard.

"Hey, Hera, what's up?"

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Hera took a deep breath and let it out. "I've been thinking, since Kanan left."

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Okay, so this wasn't about needing help.

"Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling about this?" she asked.

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"Probably because you're smart," Hera said wryly, "though it's not necessarily a bad thing."

She gestured vaguely. "I feel a bit useless here. There's so much to be done back home, so many people needing help, and I need to do more."

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"That makes sense," Sabine said, nodding like this was fine. "Fighting the Empire has been your thing as long as I've known you."

Which was why it was totally fine.

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"Longer," Hera said with a shrug. "It needs to get done, and while I'm here, it's easy to forget that. Too easy."

She sighed. "I'm heading back home."

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"I figured that was where this was going," Sabine said, and paused before admitting, "I don't know what to say."

She totally understood, but she didn't want her to leave.

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"The way I see it, you can say one of two things," Hera said. "Either 'help me get my explosives unloaded' or 'hold on while I get my things'. You're welcome to come, if you like."

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Sabine blinked, not actually having expected that.

"You're really inviting me to come with you?"

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"Of course," Hera said. "I know you'd like to help, and I think you'd do a lot of good." She smiled. "And I'd like to have you around. I understand if you don't want to, but if you do, you're welcome to."

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Sabine went quiet for a moment, considering that. There wasn't a lot thing her here- or anywhere, really. But she also wasn't sure she was there yet.

"It isn't that I don't want to," she said slowly. "I don't know that I'm ready."

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Hera nodded. "That's okay." She fidgeted a little. "It's an open offer. If you ever are ready, I'll keep my comm open."

She sighed. "I feel like I should say I'm sorry." This was why she tried not to get too personally attached to people. "I'd stay if I could."

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"You don't have to apologize for anything," Sabine assured her. "You're doing what you're supposed to do. You were made for this sort of thing."

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"I am," Hera agreed. "I've left it for too long."

She smiled. "So, can I help you unload those explosives before Chopper gets to them?"

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"Yeah," Sabine nodded, frowning a little. "Though if there's anything you think you might need, I can always make more explosives."

She didn't really have reason to in Fandom.

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Hera nodded. "Nothing I can think of at the moment, but can I still come to you later if I do need something?"

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"Of course." That answer was immediate. "If you need me for anything, just say the word and I'll get there."

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"I will," Hera promised. She let out another breath. "Well, it'll never get done if we don't start."

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"Yeah," Sabine said with a sigh. "Let's do this."