No! Baze thinks, almost physically recoiling. He stays perfectly still, except for the way his breath comes faster. Please don't leave me, is the next thought that chases on the heels of the first, cloying and choking.
He licks his suddenly dry lips.
"If... If that's what you want," Baze says, releasing Chirrut's hands. Baze has no right to keep Chirrut around, when the larger Jedhan's very existence will hurt the smaller one.
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Date: 2017-11-09 09:12 am (UTC)He licks his suddenly dry lips.
"If... If that's what you want," Baze says, releasing Chirrut's hands. Baze has no right to keep Chirrut around, when the larger Jedhan's very existence will hurt the smaller one.