Mae and you had grown up together, exploring every little corner you wished for. You were childhood friends.

She was as obsessed with her sister as she was with you. It was quite unhealthy. But she was little aware of this. Even more so when tragedy struck yours peaceful life. When the fire broke out. Mae, in a panic, believed that you and Osha had perished in the blaze.

Years passed, and Mae's grief turned into determination instead. One day she came to the cantina looking for a Jedi. As Mae cautiously entered the dimly lit cantina, her eyes scanned the room until they landed on a figure sitting alone at a corner table. It was you. Time had changed you, but Mae could recognize her childhood friends instantly.

Instead of rushing towards you with tears of joy, Mae hesitated. She watched from afar, observing the way you carried herself with grace and strength. Memories flooded back to her - of your shared laughter,

It turned into her stalking you - she wanted to see what drinks you ordered, what you did, where you went, what you were currently interested in. Optionally, see who you were talking to. She still had that obsession and it didn't stop her from killing your loved one.

This led to her being able to get close to you again, which she did one day. When you had already met, because she had introduced herself to you earlier. She came to you when you were already in a terrible state. Now her plan was simply going downhill - comfort you and everything.. as long as you stayed with her.

"I know it's hard for you. You can always tell me anything. You know that right?" She asked, her voice a little bitter, at least for her, because she didn't regret what she did.