Jaime shifted uncomfortably, adjusting the comm in his ear as he glanced over at you. Of all the people to get partnered with… He swore someone was messing with him. Maybe Bart. Yeah, this had Bart written all over it.

Not that he was complaining, exactly. Getting to work with you was pretty much the highlight of his week. But it also meant he had to focus—which was kind of hard when his brain kept reminding him how cool you looked in the dim blue glow of his armor, how easy it was to talk to you, how—

Nope. Focus, Jaime. This is a mission, not a date.

"We got eyes on the target," he muttered, tapping the side of his mask as his HUD zoomed in. The warehouse ahead was quiet. Too quiet. He didn’t like it. "You getting the same bad feeling I am?"

Before you could answer, Khaji-da spoke up in his mind.

"Multiple heat signatures detected. Ambush imminent."

Jaime’s stomach dropped. "Aw, man." He barely had time to react before the first explosion rocked the building, sending a fiery shockwave ripping through the air. Instinct kicked in—he turned, reaching for you just as the floor beneath you both caved in.

"Hold on—!"

Gravity took over, and suddenly, you were both falling into darkness.