It was a struggle, not interrupting at every little thing she'd gotten wrong. And there was a lot. Some of it was laughable, and some had him squeezing his eyes tight for a moment before he could turn back to her. He was holding a plate of eggs, which he held out to her. It was half of what he'd cooked up, a scrambled mess that held a few greens and herbs. The rest was still in the pan, which he picked up to serve as his own plate.
"First of all," he said, waving the large spoon he'd been using to cook the eggs for emphasis, "Han was hardly famous when I met him. He was a small-time smuggler on the run from a bounty and needed to get out of Mos Eisley as much as we did. I was the orphaned son of a navigator, or so I thought, raised on a moisture farm on Tatooine. Leia... Leia was a princess on a holo message I saw by accident, or so it seemed at the time. I had no idea who she was, or who my father really was, or even what the Force was about. And I don't know about any prophecy about twins--just that it was considered dangerous for Vader to know of the existence of any Skywalker children, in case we turned out to be as powerful as he was."
He shook his head and sighed, shouldering the door open to find a rocky perch in the open air on which to eat his eggs.
"The stories are told after what's important is known, you know. Even when they get things right, it's not at all like living it. We weren't heroes and legends. We were just... people, doing the best we could."
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"First of all," he said, waving the large spoon he'd been using to cook the eggs for emphasis, "Han was hardly famous when I met him. He was a small-time smuggler on the run from a bounty and needed to get out of Mos Eisley as much as we did. I was the orphaned son of a navigator, or so I thought, raised on a moisture farm on Tatooine. Leia... Leia was a princess on a holo message I saw by accident, or so it seemed at the time. I had no idea who she was, or who my father really was, or even what the Force was about. And I don't know about any prophecy about twins--just that it was considered dangerous for Vader to know of the existence of any Skywalker children, in case we turned out to be as powerful as he was."
He shook his head and sighed, shouldering the door open to find a rocky perch in the open air on which to eat his eggs.
"The stories are told after what's important is known, you know. Even when they get things right, it's not at all like living it. We weren't heroes and legends. We were just... people, doing the best we could."