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[weetuskenraider]

"Tahiri here. I'm a little bit busy right now so tell me what you need and I'll get back to you. Sorry about the delay. Stupid Jawa-forsaken primitive piece of tech . . ."

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[weetuskenraider]

"I'm taking that as a compliment," Tahiri told him. "How is she doing? Have you heard?"

[momslilassassin]

"Well, she kicked all kinds of ass in the Temple with Jaina and Saba when Abeloth was off playing matchmaker with me," Ben said proudly. "She's thinking of turning Jedi again. Dad didn't mention anything when he was visiting--I think he was worried I'd toss him through a portal or something if he said Jedi too many times."

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri hadn't realized she was holding her breath for the answer until she caught herself exhaling. "Still. That's good to know. And hopefully Jaina will be there to stick up for her, too."

She paused. "Were you going to toss him through a portal if he did?" she asked, teasing. Mostly.

[momslilassassin]

"Well, probably not," Ben admitted, "but I was worried that he'd want me to go back to the Order now that we're back in touch, and I really need the break of not being Luke's son."

[weetuskenraider]

"I take it he didn't, then. Did he object or anything? Ask you to go back?" Tahiri asked.

[momslilassassin]

"No," Ben said softly. "He and Ender seemed to really hit it off."

[weetuskenraider]

"Good," Tahiri said, surprised at her own emphasis. "The last thing you needed was to feel torn between loyalties. Trust me, it's no fun."

She punctuated that last comment with a laugh. It hadn't been a fun time, and they both knew it, so better to play it off as a joke than try to bring up old memories.

[momslilassassin]

Ben laughed too, mostly because he knew why Tahiri was and he wouldn't hurt her for anything. "How's life on your living planet?"

[weetuskenraider]

"Good, actually. It really gives you an interesting perspective on the Force," Tahiri said. "Very relieved that we seem to be achieving something close to accord when it comes to the daily routine of life among our special mix of inhabitants, too. There are still incidents, but less chance of disaster from every tiny misunderstanding."

[momslilassassin]

"That is nice," Ben agreed. "The colonists here aren't nearly as trigger-happy here but I think we're still holding our breath as personalities bump against each other."

[weetuskenraider]

"That sounds about right," Tahiri agreed, smiling. "I think I like knowing you two are sort of in a similar situation."

[momslilassassin]

"You're more than welcome to visit," Ben said quietly. "We'd both love to see you."

[weetuskenraider]

"I'd like that, actually," Tahiri told him. "I'd love to extend an invite here as well, but I'm not sure they're quite ready for that yet."

[momslilassassin]

"Seeing a much older me, or having visitors in general?"

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri chuckled, though the half-amused, half-horrified grimace on her face wouldn't transmit over a voice call. Too bad, really. "Visitors in general. I don't even want to think about what would happen if I had to explain that you were not just from a different system, but from an entirely different reality."

[momslilassassin]

"I could go by a different name if that would help."

Don't say Wango Mittphool, Ben.

"Like Sparky."

[weetuskenraider]

Could you hear the sound of Tahiri facepalming, Ben?

". . . I'm honestly relieved you didn't suggest something even worse."

[momslilassassin]

"Give me a minute and I can," Ben offered helpfully.

[weetuskenraider]

"Ben Skywalker." That didn't sound as threatening as it could have when anyone who knew her well enough could tell Tahiri was trying not to laugh.

[momslilassassin]

"You don't believe that I can?" Ben asked, pretending to be Very Hurt.

[weetuskenraider]

"Oh, I do. That's what concerns me," Tahiri said -- dryly, but again, very hard put to suppress laughter.

[momslilassassin]

"You're just jealous of my genius," Ben decided.

[weetuskenraider]

"Sick with envy, really," Tahiri told him. "I cry over it at night."

[momslilassassin]

"I'm very sorry to hear that," he replied, grinning. "Truly."

[weetuskenraider]

"No doubt the guilt is crushing," Tahiri said, this time with a chuckle she wasn't bothering to hold back. "I miss your sense of humor, you know."