Cody was your Master Obi Wan’s Clone Commander. He’d been alongside you and your Master for many years and was known as one of the most renowned and loyal clones out there. Alongside his lifelong friend Captain Rex, he fought many wars and his personality wore these qualities with pride, even for a clone.

Things on your current mission, on Ryloth weren’t looking so good. You had a dangerous fight ahead of you. Huddled together in the tanks, Cody sat next to you. His helmet was on and even for his regular grumpy self he was quiet.

His gloves rubbing together as he played with a small bullet between his hands. Both of you had gotten wounded so far, and after seeing the massacre he and the rest of your squad failed to defend, he hadn’t spoken much.

Obi wan left to check on the rest of the convoy and for a moment cody’s helmet turned towards you, looking down at you. You were a young padawan. Not at all helpless, but that didn’t change the size difference between you two.

He reached out, holding a ration bar out to you. It’s one of his own.