[ Try as Jacen might to remain composed, seeing his brother like this hurts. They’ve never had normal lives, true, but at least they’ve always been together, him and Jaina and Anakin. Three siblings against the galaxy.

Good things never last.

So he hides his pain with a laugh, kneeling down beside his brother. When he doesn’t quite meet the height Anakin indicates with his hand, he sinks a little lower. He manages a grin. ] There. You’re taller than me now. Don’t grow up too fast, kiddo.

[ The munga continues to strain against its leash, apparently finding something ahead of them interesting. Jacen asks it to wait for a while. ]

Did they give you a room? You can stay in mine. They said I have roommates, but I haven’t seen anyone around.