( She takes the cup with an appreciative smile, a a long sip and a soft sigh preceding her reply. )
“A very ominous heaven. I keep waiting to hear a crash.”
( Not that she really minds that much, as long as they keep the damage away from the crucial parts of the ship. It feels like decades ago that she was telling Kanan she couldn’t afford to have anyone that wasn’t entirely crew on board. Maybe she’s gone a bit soft. )
A LAUGH, and Kanan sips his own drink, looking out into into the distance from the cockpit’s lone window. The jedi is quiet only for a moment before answering. “ Let us enjoy these few moments of peace, then. “ He raises his cup and puts it out to her in some informal cheers.





















