They are children still – nineteen years old and the leaders of a rebellion. Nineteen years old and seen too much death. Nineteen years old and no family left but each other and whomever they find.
Han remembers his own young childhood and the exploits of the Republic’s hero on the news. He wasn’t so young he didn’t remember. He had almost had a heart attack when Luke told him who Vader was. Han couldn’t help the twinge of betrayal that made itself known in his heart. Anakin had been a hero! General Skywalker had been his hero. But, he supposes when he looks up some of the old videos to show the twins of their father and his birthdate is displayed on the screen for just a second before he clicks away, he was young too. Nineteen years old and a General of the Republic Army, kark he was on frontlines when he was nineteen.
They tell him who their mother was and Han vividly remembers her too, he remembers hoping to see her, just once, to know that she cared about Corellia too. And he pulls up her speech to the senate during the Siege of Naboo, he has never seen this one – it occurred before he was born but- and it hits him. The Queen of Naboo is a position most often held by children. His hand shakes as he types out her name, just to click away quickly, the date burned into his mind. She was fourteen. No wonder the twins chased trouble and responsibility and helped everyone they came across. Their parents had both been so young when they started themselves.
Chewie had stuck around Han since he had met him – the kid was so young to be punting himself into danger. He is there when Han comes into the mess hall with shaking hands, listens to the kid’s blabbering about heroes and the twins, about too young burdens and he pats him on the back. He tells Han that he is just like them, escaping circumstances they had no control over or being controlled by those circumstances. Too young to help but determined to nonetheless.
Chewie tells Han it is a valuable trait, but one that requires support. Chewie doesn’t say it but he is that support for the three of them, him and R2. The droid knew more than he let on and for some reason was fiercely protective of the twins. The kids could be their helping selves because their elders were there to help them.
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Han remembers his own young childhood and the exploits of the Republic’s hero on the news. He wasn’t so young he didn’t remember. He had almost had a heart attack when Luke told him who Vader was. Han couldn’t help the twinge of betrayal that made itself known in his heart. Anakin had been a hero! General Skywalker had been his hero. But, he supposes when he looks up some of the old videos to show the twins of their father and his birthdate is displayed on the screen for just a second before he clicks away, he was young too. Nineteen years old and a General of the Republic Army, kark he was on frontlines when he was nineteen.
They tell him who their mother was and Han vividly remembers her too, he remembers hoping to see her, just once, to know that she cared about Corellia too. And he pulls up her speech to the senate during the Siege of Naboo, he has never seen this one – it occurred before he was born but- and it hits him. The Queen of Naboo is a position most often held by children. His hand shakes as he types out her name, just to click away quickly, the date burned into his mind. She was fourteen. No wonder the twins chased trouble and responsibility and helped everyone they came across. Their parents had both been so young when they started themselves.
Chewie had stuck around Han since he had met him – the kid was so young to be punting himself into danger. He is there when Han comes into the mess hall with shaking hands, listens to the kid’s blabbering about heroes and the twins, about too young burdens and he pats him on the back. He tells Han that he is just like them, escaping circumstances they had no control over or being controlled by those circumstances. Too young to help but determined to nonetheless.
Chewie tells Han it is a valuable trait, but one that requires support. Chewie doesn’t say it but he is that support for the three of them, him and R2. The droid knew more than he let on and for some reason was fiercely protective of the twins. The kids could be their helping selves because their elders were there to help them.