She takes a deep breath, biting down on her lip and clicking in her back of her throat. Jaina sits there quietly for a few minutes, thinking everything over. Maybe Sam does have a point. Maybe she doesn't know anything about family. Maybe she shouldn't have married Jag in the first place.
"Rodder," Jaina mutters, still not looking at Sam. "Kriffing hells, maybe this isn't the life we're supposed to have after all."
She's the Sword of the Jedi. She knows how to fight. She knows how to defend the galaxy and beat up the badguys a stang of a lot more than she knows how to be a wife and a mother. Maybe she was wrong with those promises she had made.
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She takes a deep breath, biting down on her lip and clicking in her back of her throat. Jaina sits there quietly for a few minutes, thinking everything over. Maybe Sam does have a point. Maybe she doesn't know anything about family. Maybe she shouldn't have married Jag in the first place.
"Rodder," Jaina mutters, still not looking at Sam. "Kriffing hells, maybe this isn't the life we're supposed to have after all."
She's the Sword of the Jedi. She knows how to fight. She knows how to defend the galaxy and beat up the badguys a stang of a lot more than she knows how to be a wife and a mother. Maybe she was wrong with those promises she had made.