"That he is," Altair agreed, with a nod. It was one of the things Altair admired about him, but then, there was nothing about Thrawn that Altair didn't admire. He admired his intellect, his patience, his strategic mind, his strength, his kindness and honesty.
Shaking his head to stop himself from thinking too much of Thrawn, as they had a mission to do, he nodded, "Alright."
He really did wonder how Tatooine had changed. If anything at all that he had once known was still there. It had always been sand and insufferable heat, but there had been mysteries too. He'd known once he stood on its surface again, he supposed, still there was something sort of nostalgic about the thought. Chasing this enemy was not the same thing as chasing artifacts and secrets, but still. Perhaps returning was a little sad, too, when he took the time to think about it.
Andronikos was long dead, after all. He didn't regret being in this time any more. But he wished he could have at least bid his companions farewell before their paths had split in such an unusual and curious way.
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Shaking his head to stop himself from thinking too much of Thrawn, as they had a mission to do, he nodded, "Alright."
He really did wonder how Tatooine had changed. If anything at all that he had once known was still there. It had always been sand and insufferable heat, but there had been mysteries too. He'd known once he stood on its surface again, he supposed, still there was something sort of nostalgic about the thought. Chasing this enemy was not the same thing as chasing artifacts and secrets, but still. Perhaps returning was a little sad, too, when he took the time to think about it.
Andronikos was long dead, after all. He didn't regret being in this time any more. But he wished he could have at least bid his companions farewell before their paths had split in such an unusual and curious way.