Taral helped Javin to his feet and sat him down in the chair next to the table.
"There you go. I said take it easy, didn't I?"
"Healed me?" Edessa asked.
"Well, in case you didn't notice, your banged up pretty bad. Three broken ribs, a fractured leg, a couple scrapes that were almost deep enough to hit your spinal chord, and a nasty bumb on your head," Taral said calmly, sitting back down on the couch.
Edessa rubbed the back of her head, where the bump was.
"If it wasn't for me and my man Javin over there... well, quite frankly, you'd be dead," Taral smirked, "But... we just happened to be taking a relaxing walk when we found you and..."
Javin glared at Taral. Taral noticed Javin's glance, "Oh all right... I couldn't just be funny for a little bit?"
"Jedi are dead Taral... I don't think that's funny," Javin said coldly.
"Well, the best thing you can do about war is to laugh. Trust me, when you dwell on your pain for too long it leaves it's... scars,"
Taral's face resorted back to his earlier hurt expression. Something must have happened to him. Edessa thought to herself.
"Look," Edessa said sternly, "Let's get our heads out of the past and focus on the now,"
Taral smiled and Javin nodded in agreement.
"So what are we going to do?" she asked.
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