Five years.

You had been partners with Shadow Weaver for five years. You were the one person she knew she could trust 100%, and…she loved you.

You were partners in the fright zone, always plotting some sort of revenge on the rebellion, always talking about attack strategy, and the cadets.

After a long day in the fright zone, you and Shadow Weaver decide to take a walk around the base. She turns to you, and says,

“So, what work have you done today? Any more plans on attacking Brightmoon?”