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"He looks concerned, can you feel anything?" Lily asked Fay, leaning in to whisper into her friend's ear, so close that if she had been alive she would've been breathing on the other woman's earlobe.
The two of them had become very close over the past few years. Indeed they were closer to one another than either of them had ever come to any other person before in their lives, which was admittedly much longer in Fay's case then Lily's. It hurt Lily to think it, but she was in fact closer to Fay then she had been to James when he was alive.
Fay in turn was astonished by how close she had gotten to both Harry and Lily. That very closeness was one of the reasons why Fay had decided long ago not to take a padawan, but now looking back on it she wondered why she had been so concerned about it. Their closeness wasn't a weakness, nor did it impact her ability to be impartial or go about her duties. Instead, that closeness had become a strength. And while she tried to fight it, she had even begun to feel some pride, not in her own deeds which might have led to arrogance, but in how Harry was shaping up, both as a Jedi and as a human being.
"Nothing through the Force in terms of Aayla specifically, not from this range, Lily. Though your belief in my powers is rather flattering," Fay replied dryly, her lips quirking for a moment as she stared up at her friend before turning to look at Harry's face.
"Harry," she said hesitantly as Harry's eyes started to lose their far-away look, reaching over the small table to touch his hand. "Is Aayla all right?"
"She is physically all right," Harry said, coming fully back to the here and now. He turned those emerald eyes of his onto his mother and his master, smiling wanly. "She's feeling a lot of trepidation, a bit of fear and a lot of unease. I think they've just arrived on wherever their mission is supposed to really start. Other than that, I can't seem to get much out of it at this distance. I tried to reassure her, but doing so through emotions rather than words is really difficult. I think it worked but..."
Fay nodded, patting his hand once again. "And does the Force tell you that you should be worried for her? Your connection with Aayla might allow you to sense something even at this distance."
Harry frowned and thought, his eyes once again becoming unfocused as he sent his mind out into the Force. After a moment he came back to the here and now scowling. "I can't seem to tell Master."
"Then leave it for now Harry, remember we have our own mission to take care of." Fay replied. "We must always concentrate on the here and now, and what we can directly effect."
"Well you say mission," Harry said, suddenly grinning at her, "but it's really just me wanting to get more lightsaber training isn't it?" He paused then went on more seriously, squeezing Fay's hand with his own. "I can't thank you enough for this Master. I know using a lightsaber goes against your own principles, and the fact that you bent on this for me means a lot."
Face mouth curved into a gentle smile. "Think nothing of it Harry, your mother and I have had many a long discussion about this, and we've known for a while that you would need more instruction with the lightsaber than I was able to give you. You'll need it I'm certain if you're to keep being the Force's chosen lancer."
Harry blushed, looking away and letting go of Fay's hand. "It's not my fault," he whined before wrinkling his nose at how childish he sounded.
"Was it you or was it someone else who, on a mission to find a droid to fix the ship's plumbing issues, ran into a narcotics ring?" Lily asked sardonically.
Fay took it up quickly as Harry spluttered. "And was it not you who almost absentmindedly foiled a kidnapping attack while looking for a history text in a local library?"
Harry blushed looking away as the two women laughed at him before Fay reached over, pulling Harry's head forward and laying a gentle kiss on his forehead over his lightning bolt scar. She had begun to do that after watching Lily do the same thing for the past few years. She knew that as a Jedi she should be wary of the feelings of attachment and familial affection that she felt to Harry and Lily, but she simply could not understand why at this point. These feelings were so much of the Light that she could not question them any longer.
"Don't worry Harry, we're just teasing you. But truthfully you will need the lightsaber skills. You are touched by the Force and I'm afraid that eventually your combat skills will need to be able to see you through those experiences."
"The Force is doing something on him all right, though If I was to use the touch analogy it would constitute one of those bad touches children are warned about in school," Lily quipped, then both women looked up as a ping echoed from the speakers said in the sitting area. "Looks like we're coming out of hyperspace."
The three of them made their way up to the cockpit of the Whispering Wind, nodding at the brand new astromech droid that they had bought on the last planet. He tootled at them, and Fay nodded. "Well done, Osic, were there any you issues?"
The droid's dome swiveled in the negative, as he rocked in place lightly. All three of its listeners nodded, though Lily looked a little bemused at how much information the droid could impart with those noises of his. Especially to her (not that the droid realized she was there to listen), since she couldn't use the Force as Harry and Fay could to understand another person's language.
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