Baze exchanges a look with Master Sheotar before she sweeps out of the room.
Two weeks later, Baze itches to see his friend again. The larger man stands outside the reflecting room, hopping from foot to foot. He's still in a sling from the collarbone injury, Master Sheotar having decided that letting the injury heal naturally would deter him from putting himself and Eiko in any more dangerous situations for the time being. He avoids moving his arm as much as possible; he hates the grinding noise and the pain that accompanies it. But for now, he's too excited. Chirrut is coming back!
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Date: 2017-04-25 07:36 am (UTC)Two weeks later, Baze itches to see his friend again. The larger man stands outside the reflecting room, hopping from foot to foot. He's still in a sling from the collarbone injury, Master Sheotar having decided that letting the injury heal naturally would deter him from putting himself and Eiko in any more dangerous situations for the time being. He avoids moving his arm as much as possible; he hates the grinding noise and the pain that accompanies it. But for now, he's too excited. Chirrut is coming back!