[Ahsoka watches him work silently, also somewhat subdued-- as if finally stopping to rest has made her aware of how tired she is. It's good for Lance to work out how to do it himself, she thinks to herself.
Finally, though, after Lance's fingers slip for the umpteenth time, she ventures--]
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Finally, though, after Lance's fingers slip for the umpteenth time, she ventures--]
Mayyyybe we should... build a fire?