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Who: everyone!
When: Day 6
Where: everywhere!
What: regrouping after the event

Well, the swarm is over and the queen has died. What are you doing now, friends?

Heading back to the boneyard to regroup? Staying at the queen's carcass to harvest meat and pearl things? Staying maybe to heal if you're banged up? Or maybe you're arguing with others over what to do.

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Same diff. You did what you thought was right, and everyone's still around to talk about it.

[ A beat. ]

And isn't that the important thing?

... No. It's not.

Thousands of Jedi fought in the Clone Wars because they were doing what they thought was right. They even saved a lot of lives. But that doesn't mean it was right. It was wrong.

My intentions don't magically make everything better. I have to be more careful.

No, I mean--you helped everyone make it out safe! You're the one who said all of us staying in one piece was the most important thing.

[ He sighs. He's pretty terrible at this, isn't he? ]

... Hmm. Perhaps I should take the Lance approach instead?

You're right. I am pretty awesome.

[ She doesn't feel it. Not at all. But she recognises Lance is trying to cheer her up. So the least she can do is change the tone of the conversation. ]

[ Worst impression ever. ]

If you're gonna do it my way, you gotta at least sound a little more convinced.

[ He gestures to say 'go on, try again'. ]

What? I'm not doing it again! It was embarrassing enough the first time!

The point is to keep saying it until it stops being embarrassing!

[ Duh. ]

[The blue stripes on her lekku seem to darken somewhat.]

Yeah, well-- [she seems to flounder, unable to come up with a good argument]

Your face is embarrassing!

[ ??? ]

Excuse you? My face is flawless!

I've seen better.

Only because my skincare regiment's been rudely interrupted! All this dry desert air is doing nothing for my pores.

[Ahsoka bites her bottom lip. She tries to keep a straight face.

... She fails.

She can't help it. She laughs.]

[ Oh the one hand, objective accomplished?

On the other, this is not how he wanted it to go. ]

Yeah, yeah, yak it up. I'll look thirty-five when I'm fifty, and you'll be a shrivelled crone!

[Ahsoka just shrugs, still grinning.]

Why should I care how I age?

Why shouldn't you? Gotta maintain the whole—[ he motions to himself, up and down. ]—look, you know.

Why? It's not like how I look means anything.

Of course it does! Most species have eyes.

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Well, sure, but-- what I meant was, it doesn't actually say anything about me as a person.

I've met loads of beautiful people who were awful.

Well yeah, but it's a first impression, right? Why wouldn't you want the outside to match the inside? Put your best foot forward.

This might come as a surprise to you, but I don't really care about the opinion of someone who's going to judge me based on how I look.

Hey, it's a useful tool! [ Psh. ] Yeah, whatever, you're just jealous you don't look this good.

[She shakes her head with a little wry smile.]

... Of course. You got it. I'm jealous.

See? I'm always right.

[ Is he joking with her, or is he serious?

It's doubtful even he knows. ]

Uh huh.

I'm going to quote that at you next time you're wrong.

Uuuunlikely to happen, but okay!

[ He turns away from her, and back towards the giant corpse of the queen. He eyes it all critically, now from a more practical point of view. ]

How do you think we're gonna...I dunno, salvage it all? We can't let it go to waste after everything.