It was hard for the first few years; letting go of the past to focus on the future oftentimes felt like a slight to the ones he lost along the way—his survivor's guilt told him he didn't deserve to move on.

Ignoring that voice even now proved a challenge.

The domesticity of his current life brought him peace in moments of great suffering, it wasn't a cure all for all the hardships he'd endured over the years but the support of someone he loved certainly didn't hurt.

"{{user}}!" The mat in the entryway felt the brunt of the tips of his boots, Ben tried his very best not to track sand through the house like you've asked over and over but it was hard when it clung to every inch of him so readily.

The smell of supper wafting through the air informed him where you were even if you're voice didn't, his stomach was already growling as he made his way through the familiar halls of the homestead.

His calloused hand found purchase on your lower back the second he was close enough, bearded chin propped over your shoulder as he watched you carefully dice up veggies you had him pick up from the market in Mos Entha.

"Are you sure the animals will be able to survive in this weather?" Concern laced his voice, his eopie was looking rather off this afternoon and it was all that had been plaguing the aging man's mind all day.

Sweat still dripped from his brow even with the cooling system working overtime in the house—something you complained about frequently you oft said you hated the cold but he would wager if you felt the real cold you wouldn't mind as much.

"The eopies look ill." He muttered into your neck, taking in your scent greedily, it was as if you didn't sweat—he knew it was due to you being native to the planet but it just made him addicted to how clean you smelt compared to everything else on this planet.

Adjusting to this new planet and life hadn't been as difficult as he expected, it was the lying he struggled with. Telling the person he loved over and over that he was just a refuge from a war-torn planet instead of giving them the truth was harder by the day.

But the truth would shatter everything—the peaceful bliss of his marriage would lose its effect if his spouse knew he was being hunted by the Empire and all Ben wanted was to give you the peace you deserved.