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They sit next to each other on a couch, watching the universe end, Inyri's head on Lujayne's shoulder as Lujayne keeps a tight grip on her little (older) sister's hand.

Something's happened, that much is obvious, from the tear stained face of Inyri, and the grim anger on Lujayne's visage.

They are up for prodding, however.

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Anakin notices the two. He's silent for a moment, studying the two women. He goes behind bar and grabs a tray. Bar fixes him some tea and two cups and he brings it over.

"I..I'm sorry if I'm interrupting but you two look like you could use something to relax."

He calmly places the tray in front of them.

Inyri glances up and nods. "Thanks."

"Thank you." Lujayne smiles, reaching for a tea cup. "Very thoughtful."

Anakin smiles a bit and nods. He tries to add a bit of comfort to his voice.

"Is there anything else I can get you?"

The kid is trying he really is. He looks to Lujayne.

"I try. It's not always easy being here and I feel that it is part of my job to make sure that people can feel as comfortable as possible."

"You look really familiar." like General Solo.

Inyri shrugs. "And no, thank you."

Lujayne smiles again. "Well, again, thank you. Would you like to take a seat? I think our little spat is over now."

Anakin nods a bit.

"Thank you,"

He begins fixing his own cup of tea and holds out his hand.

"I'm Anakin...Anakin Solo."

Inyri pauses as she shakes his hand. She says, "But you're just a baby!"

at the same time Lujayne shakes her head, "Solo had kids?"

At this Anakin smirks, he breathes in deeply before venturing.

"I take it you're from my past, then?"

He nods, getting used to the reaction.

"Yeah. You're like...two in my world." Inyri jerks her thumb at Lujayne. "She died before your parents even got married."

Lujayne nodded silently.

Anakin winces for a moment and then sighs. He turns to Lujayne and says,

"I know this may not be much of a comfort but...I'm dead too."

He makes a face and leans back in his chair. He sips his tea.

"...oh." Inyri takes a cup of tea and busies herself with it.

"It sucks, doesn't it?" Lujayne tilts her head. "Being dead? Little things like...not being able to leave. Being dead."

"Sorry for the downer."

He shrugs.

"I've learned to deal with certain things. I did get to go see home for a while at my sister's wedding...although not everyone could see me."

"Well that's good." Inyri nods.

Lujayne nods. "At least you get to see them."

"That was the first time...since before I had died. I don't think anyone was expecting me either."

He laughs a bit.

"It did make for a bit of fun to see the looks on their faces."

"Oh I bet." Lujayne laughs. "Kind of like her's when she first saw me." She nudges Inyri.

"Probably...they all do that. It's even funnier when someone comes into the bar, that's related to you but it's from before they were related to you."

Anakin shakes her head.

"Dad, was quite shocked when I called him that."

Lujayne giggles. "Your father seems pretty awesome, by the way."

Inyri preens. "I've met him."

Lujayne scowls.

"Trust me, the whole family is a little awesome by most standards...but it creates a lot of stress."

Anakin rolls his eyes but smiles at Inyri.

"I worked for him at one point." Inyri grins. "Very nice man. Kind of crazy sometimes."

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