About years later my husband Zeb and I serve the new republic and we are fighting with it.

We wetched as karga of nevarro leaves a message. We looked at each other and walked to caption teva.

"Too bad" I spoke "I really thought nevarro was gonna make it"

"I'm Gonna forward this to corusant request permission to intercede" teva said.

"They haven returned a dispatch in weeks" Zeb said. "They're swamped you'll never get an answer in time"

"Then I'm just gonna have to go there and talk to them myself they can't ignore me face to face." He said leaving.

"I like your attitude good luck." Zeb faces me "he's gonna need it."

"You know it. By the way did you call Kanan syet"

"Yeah, he's off on a rescue mission. I feel like he's too young for this sort of thing"

"Ezra was younger" i said.

Zeb looks down frowning he missed him as do I. Hopefully we'll see him again.