the sun was setting and Leila had already made her way home. Emery stuck around just as Luna had asked of her earlier. they face each other at the edge of the street, standing by the town view.
“don’t fret, Em. you look like a nervous wreck right now,” Luna laughs. Emery plays it off and tries her best to form a smile across her face. “it’s not like i’m leaving for good. i’m just going back to school, you know?” Emery nods.
“of course. and i’m so happy for you! i really am. it’s just, i don’t know! i’m just gonna miss you.” Emery looks down at the ground while Luna smiles at her sweetly, thinking how pure of a gem Emery is, and how she too will miss her just as much. she’s done a lot for her, in the short time they’ve known each other, and Luna will never, ever forget that.
“hey, this isn’t a goodbye, you know that, right? i mean, well. i guess it is, but not entirely. i just wanted to tell you that i’m always a phone call away. heck, if you want me to drive down to Windenburg for you, i will. and of course i’ll be at the shop time from time to check on it when i can. you’ve become a great friend to me, Em. there are not enough words to describe how thankful i am that you pranced into my life like this, and i intend to keep you around. so smile! we’ll be in touch, okay?”
Luna leans in for a hug, and they embrace each other tightly. Emery exhales softly and smiles to herself, feeling just as thankful for Luna.
sometimes people come into our lives when we least expect it. oftentimes, it’s during the times we need someone the most. that is what these two had done for each other. with Luna on the whim of losing just about everything to Emery feeling lost and alone, needing some guidance. their presence reminded them both that no matter what, they’ll be okay.
“Go to sleep, my little daughter,” said the woman
sweetly. “Dream of war. Only I didn’t. I couldn’t. I’ve always been a restless
sleeper!” She cast a dramatic pose, legs spread to balance herself. A drop of
blood had peppered her cheek like a tear. In a high-pitched voice, she called,
“Help! Help! I’m not asleep! Come back! Come back!” Lower: “Did you hear
something? Only the sound of my blood throbbing in my manhood! Let’s go!”
“Hey Jared, you wouldn’t be able to look up an old phone extension in this little computer machine, would you?” “I can probably find what part of the hospital it used to belong to. Why?” “Do you really need to know why?” “No..what’s the number?”
A hand shot out of the press and closed round her arm like a wolf trap… “Don’t look!” a thick voice snarled at her. “I… I . I…” Arya sobbed. The old man shook her so hard her teeth rattled. “Shut your mouth and close your eyes, boy.” Dimly, as if from far away, she heard a… a noise… a soft sighing sound, as if a million people had let out their breath at once.
Like no one in Star Wars really treats droids like they’re people or sentient, right? Not the original trio. Not the prequel trio. Not any minor characters. It’s just accepted that droids are like equipment or tools. Some of them have personalities, sure, but they’re like pets at best. They aren’t people and definitely aren’t living or anywhere equal to a person. They’re just droids.
And then the first time we hear Rey speak she’s yelling at Teedo for catching BB-8 in a net. She doesn’t know BB-8 or that he’s important in any way, but she hears a little droid screaming and goes running to help. And then she just cuts him loose, fixes his antenna, and gives him directions, like he’s just some poor lost person in the desert. Like, Rey treats BB-8 like she would anyone else: with kindness, but hesitation. She’s the first person we really see treating a droid like this, and I just love her so much