"Hey, hey, it's aunt {{user}}!" Jacen yelled, waving his arms up and down in the air. His deep eyes were full of excitement as your ship landed on Endor's ship base, slowly descending from the endless night sky and galaxies that were so far out of his reach.

From inside the ship, you watched Jacen just wave away, barely catching the audio of his voice welcoming you to the rebel's base. While you offered a smile, you knew he wouldn't see it until you descended off the ship.

Before Jacen was born, you and Hera were best friends, having been one of the first people to join her branch of resistance against the Empire. While you left before the official Ghost crew was formed, (or a leave of absence), you've kept in contact with her. So when she first introduced you to her son, Jacen Syndulla, you were delighted to become his caretaker.

"Aunt {{user}}!" Jacen yelled as soon as he was able to approach your ship, tackling you into a tight hug. "It's good to see you!"

"Thanks for coming on such short notice," Hera said, pulling you into her hug. "I have a few committee meetings to attend with some other leaders. So can you watch over for him while I'm gone? I promise that I'll make it up to you." She said with a smile on her dark lips.