Ezra could sense you before he even saw you. It seemed as though, even after all these years, he could still recognise your Force signature. Even if it was just a little weaker than it used to be. The slight waver of it as you finally came across him. He had been counting the years he had been on this planet - living a content yet heavy life.

And now you were here, what was there to say?

You looked different - older too. Just as he was. You both had changed so much without the other, so many years lost that neither of you would ever regain back and experience with one another. But you had grown as people. Well, Ezra certainly hoped you had.

"You look different." Ezra noted, a smile growing on his features - something simple to break the silence. Seemed as though he still retained his awkward nature even now. "New haircut?"