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Flight Club [Flight Shed]

With food and snacks set out, Gavin was back by the flight shed, waiting for the rest of the club to show up. And, while he was waiting, he was eating some of the snacks. Food was food and teenage boy were unable to resist food.

"Hey guys, welcome back," he greeted, nodding to everyone. "Hope you all had fun with your paper airplanes because we're doing that again."

Pause.

"No, kidding. I wouldn't keep you out of the flight sim for two weeks in a row. Today, we're going to do something a little different. Instead of small fighter crafts, you're going to be the captain of a large ship. You will have control of several fighters, a horde of weapons and a cadre of soldiers. The scenario will be...revealed to you in the sim. Have fun."

Gavin smiled and opened the flight sim's door.

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Ben's walls were ridiculous. He could be stubborn, too, and had a vested interest in making sure she couldn't see how he really was.

"Not big on the chatting," Ben agreed. "Sorry I missed her."

That, of course, was only making Tahiri even more curious. And worried. And okay, a little hurt. But, she reminded herself, now wasn't the best time for this.

"She'll probably be sorry she missed you too," she said a bit uncomfortably.

He caught his lower lip between his teeth. "I missed you too," he finally managed.

Since Force knew the Tahiri at home wasn't this one.

It was kind of surprising how much of a relief that was. "Good to know, hero boy," Tahiri said with a soft laugh.

"Not much of a hero," he demurred.

"Says you. I think otherwise," Tahiri countered. She could be really, really unobjective sometimes.

He tugged his cloak around himself and shook his head. "I just do my job."

His body language was really kind of worrisome, but for the time being Tahiri was going to chalk that up to the flight shed being a somewhat public place and Ben not being the most demonstrative of people.

She looked at him thoughtfully and gave him an affectionate smile. "I like that about you."

Ben twitched just a little.

Tahiri didn't mean to stare at him, really. "Uh, Ben?"

"Hmm?" he replied, trying to be natural.

"You're . . ." Tahiri made a vague gesture with her hands. "Really jumpy."

"It was a long few months," Ben said softly. "I'm working on it."

Tahiri really didn't like the sound of that. "If there's anything I can do," she ventured, and trailed off.

"I'll let you know," he promised, messing with the edge of his cloak again.

There was an awkward pause before he finally offered up a quiet little, "Sorry."

This felt almost familiar, somehow, the way he was distancing himself. Tahiri half wanted to snap at him, let him have it for acting so weird around her because this was her after all, and he should know he could trust her. But she didn't have the years of familiarity with him that she'd had with Anakin, and something told her pushing him like that right now, when he was obviously in such bad shape (no matter what he said to the contrary), might not get the same results.

Instead, she just inhaled slowly and nodded. "You know how to find me when you know what it is."

He nodded and then...well, a less charitable person would characterize how fast he moved away as "fleeing."

Ben preferred "strategic retreat."

A little slack-jawed at the speed of what she would definitely refer to as fleeing, Tahiri watched him go.

With a sigh, she ran her hand through her hair and muttered, "Well, that's great. Just great," then made her own retreat back to the dorms.

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