Baze had fallen asleep at Chirrut's bedside, back propped up against the side of the bed and head resting on the larger man's knees. He raises it groggily at the muttering, drawing a quick breath through his nose.
"Chirrut?" Baze says, peering at him in the dark. It's difficult to see--something he knows better than to complain about--so he sits up on his knees to get a better look at his friend's taut face. "Chirrut, are you okay?"
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Date: 2017-04-12 06:49 am (UTC)"Chirrut?" Baze says, peering at him in the dark. It's difficult to see--something he knows better than to complain about--so he sits up on his knees to get a better look at his friend's taut face. "Chirrut, are you okay?"