#hera.002

the whole alliance had heard of bridger’s death, and while han had hardly known the kid, he knew how close hera was to him. how much his loss once again must have hurt her. on top of that, he knew syndulla was similar to leia in how he processed this, the overworking, avoiding.

two cups of caf in hand with a snack in a small bag, han approached the general’s work station, slightly tilting the cups up, “think we both deserve a break, don’t ya think? not that i’m givin’ you much of a choice,” he said as he stepped forward, passing the drink and food towards her, “’sides, seems like i’ve hardly spoken to you in weeks, not hidin’ something are you?”