"Hey little one," Rex said as he stood in the doorway to the medical unit leaning against the door frame, legs crossed. Ahsoka had been out of bacta for only a couple hours and she was still very drowsy.

He had decided that she could use some company and since he had no pressing battles to fight, it was his pleasure to visit her. After all, he was the one who had been responsible for her safety and now he would continue that mandate.

"Rex," Ahsoka said her large eyes brightening as she smiled at him. "Come on in."

Rex moved around the cramped room towards the stool which was positioned next to the bed and noticed that it looked as though it had just been vacated. Anakin had probably just been there because Rex had passed him in the corridor outside and had summarily avoided eye contact with the General. They still hadn't talked about what had happened planet side. Rex was not exactly avoiding him and the conversation, just making sure to stay out of the general's way, should he be rather upset and wanting to take it out on someone. "How are you feeling?" Rex asked plopping on the stool with a crunch of Armor rubbing against Armor and placed his helmet on the edge of the bed, next to Ahsoka's slim form. She barely took up a third of the entire cot. They were made for clones that were much larger than she was making her seem even smaller than she was.

"I owe you a lot," Ahsoka said turning her head to look at him with a drowsy look in her eyes. "I would still be in that hole if it weren't for you."

"I was just doing my duty Sir," Rex said in his best military voice, but he knew there was so much more than duty behind his need to make sure she was safe.

It wasn't even the consequences that he felt he would face from General Skywalker which had motivated him to carry her strapped to his chest. She was one of the few who had really taken time to befriend him  and to find out what he was really thinking. He appreciated it. It wasn't often that a clone could call anyone who wasn't a brother their friend. Ahsoka scoffed loudly at the statement.

"Don't play perfect soldier with me Captain," she said with  a coy smile crossing her lips. "I know that you were worried about getting your backside chewed."

Rex laughed lightly and played with the comlink which was on his gauntlet. She could see right through him even if she wasn't using the force. He sometimes forgot that the Jedi used nonverbal and force queues to come to conclusions. It was eerie. Sometimes it made his skin crawl and he wasn't always convinced that it wasn't a side effect of someone using the force around him. This time though, she was further from the mark then he wanted her to realize.

"Well," Rex said and picked at the corner of the blanket which was covering Ahsoka, "I would hate for General Skywalker to need a reason to dispose of me."

She twisted her face into a strange expression. It was one between admonishment and contemplation.

Rex always found a way to make her wonder about him. He sometimes loved the way he could get her going, but he didn't want to make her healing time any longer than necessary by getting her upset. "Now," Rex said. "I don't want you to get all wound up about this. General Skywalker and I will work this out; there is nothing for you to worry about."

Ahsoka reclined against the pillows as her headtails twitched. She looked small and fragile, but he was always surprised at her abilities in battle. She was amazing to watch as she cut down Clankers being just a teen and sometimes he had to remind himself to keep his eyes on what he was supposed to be shooting. Jedi were astounding and he wished that he knew more about them. The only thing he was really sure about them was that they were in charge. There was no question there. 

"No matter what you say, Rex" Ahsoka said and yawned. "Thank you."

Rex blushed. It was such a strange feeling to be thanked for something he would do without question, something that  was automatically programed into him. Maybe he didn't understand being human as much as he claimed to. There were still things he didn't get about the emotional state of the species and he wasn't sure he would ever catch on to the art of being anything but a soldier. Being bred and molded into a tool of the Republic didn't give you many points of reference for the normal things in life.

"Let's not talk about it anymore," he said trying to brush away what he was feeling. It was more uncomfortable then the armor he wore after 36 hours of squatting in a trench.

"Why," Ahsoka said lolling her head to look at him, "can't you take a compliment?" Rex cracked his knuckles nervously.  

Yes, he was better equipped to deal with thinking on his feet then other clones. There was an extra component in him, but it didn't help. Interpersonal dialogue was sometimes beyond him and he just didn't think that there was a manuel where it was concerned. If there was, he would have been the first one in line to read and memorize it. "I don't want to have this conversation with you," Rex said and started to fiddle with the edge of his helmet.

"Let's just leave it at that." Ahsoka sighed.  "I won't forget this, Rexster." 

Captain Rex watched a small smile appear across her face. He felt something on touching his hand. He looked down to see the hand of Ahsoka holding his.