Based on The Face I Love by Stacey Kent: Then think of things / Like far off isles / And blue-green eyes / And sunlit smiles / And in your hand / A wishing star / The one you thought too far above

Warnings: mentions of death

Word count: 322

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"You okay?" you asked as you sat on the sofa beside him, leaning on your hands as you looked at him. He glanced at you and sighed.

"I'm fine."

"Hey, remember that I'm a Jedi too. I can sense you're not okay." you stated and put your hand on his. "You can talk to me."

He was quiet for a while, but then he swallowed.

"I lost someone, a friend. The Second Sister murdered him." he muttered and turned his gaze to you again. "He had done nothing wrong and if it wasn't for me, he'd... still be alive."

He muttered the last three words and your hand squeezed his. "He saved you."

"Yeah, and he paid with his death."

You shook your head. "You couldn't have known."

He was quiet, and you saw from his eyes how his mind wandered in the memories of his friend.

"This might sound cheesy, but think of him as your wishing star. He has traveled to far away isles and now he now watches you there. You're going to do great things, Cal. He died knowing that." you put your another hand on his shoulder. "We're going to honor his sacrifice."

And with that you left him to his thoughts, but managing to walk only two steps before you felt a hand on your wrist.

Cal's green eyes were staring at yours and he offered you a shaky smile.

"I.... thank you. For saying all that... for taking time to listen to me."

You smiled. "You're one of us now, Cal. And we stand together."