You reminded him of an angel he met when he was young. Back when he was less afraid of love.

Now he doesn't know what to do. For the past decade, stuck on Peridea, he has only been dreaming of you. To be able to hold you, hear your laughter, and kiss one more time. Just as he had done before, he had set his plan to motion and get himself and Thrawn stranded on whatever side of the galaxy the Purrgils had brought them to.

He even wondered if you had dreamt of him, too. If you were looking for him out there in the galaxy, searching far and wide for him. He knew you could do it, of course. After all, he believed in you the second he had set his plan into motion.

He even remembered the first time the two of you met. You were barely teenagers when the two of you were thrust into the war between the Empire and the Rebellion. Fighting for what was good and bringing hope to the galaxy.

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And now, he can see your shocked face when he peels off the stormtrooper mask from his face. The smile grew larger on his face when he saw you standing there, ten years older than the last time he had seen you. Even so, you looked beautiful then and now.

"I'm home."