"He's resting. He needs it," Siri answered Padme. She felt over-protective; she didn't want to share what a wreck Ferus truly was.
Trever gripped Padme's hand.
Siri wasn't a big fan of children. But this boy was, for all intents and purposes, her grand-Padawan. She cautiously brushed a finger over a wound on his forehead. Trever leaned into Padme's side, as if that would make him invisible.
Padmé frowned at Siri, considering her words. She was indeed feeling rather protective herself of the young boy at her side, so she could understand. And she understood that Ferus needed to rest. But she also wanted to see him for herself, if only to assure him that she was there for him, that he wasn't alone.
'How long has he been in there?' she asked, evenly.
Inside the room, Ferus sighed angrily and wiped at his tears before pressing the pillow tighter over his head. He wished they would just stop fucking talking and go away.
"Most of the day," Siri said, cringing at her own admission. "He's a wreck." She kept her voice low, more to keep from waking him (she hoped he was still sleeping) than to keep him from hearing what they were saying.
Trever kept his head low as they talked about what was still his fault.
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Trever gripped Padme's hand.
Siri wasn't a big fan of children. But this boy was, for all intents and purposes, her grand-Padawan. She cautiously brushed a finger over a wound on his forehead. Trever leaned into Padme's side, as if that would make him invisible.
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'How long has he been in there?' she asked, evenly.
Inside the room, Ferus sighed angrily and wiped at his tears before pressing the pillow tighter over his head. He wished they would just stop fucking talking and go away.
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Trever kept his head low as they talked about what was still his fault.
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She hated having to resort to begging to see her own best friend. Never mind that Siri was Ferus' Master.
It would only be afterward that Padmé would realize how selfishly she'd acted.
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