"We're out of time", for Jace and Satele. :) (Too cliche?)
Perhaps a little cliche but they exist for a reason! :)
Thank you for reminding me about how much this ship hurts me inside. I am SUFFERING.
[sent shortly after the Battle for Iokath]
To: Satele Shan
From: Jace Malcom
If this message goes through, then it should mean that… well, I’m sure you know, at this point. Of course, there’s a temporary truce in the galaxy, what with the Sith emperor’s death and the rise of this Alliance to replace him, but even now, it is precarious at best, and I don’t think it’ll last much longer. I know I’m not attuned to the Force, Satele, that you’ve mentioned on occasion that you’ve never met someone as completely blind to the Force as I am, but there’s something in the air, something foreboding about this upcoming trip out to the unknown regions. Even I can sense it.
If you’re reading this, I guess I was right.
I wish I could tell you how this will end, whether I will go out—whether I have gone out—in a final blaze of glory. Whether I can be a man you are proud to have known, to have cared for, at least once upon a time. At this point, we’re out of time for me to hear your answer and I apologize for leaving you with an old man’s final confessions, but I had to let you know that… you were right. About me, about who I had let myself become, in my bitter hatred towards the Empire. You were always right. About everything.
I know that this isn’t fair to you, but I know you and I know you will forgive me for my final words to you, for laying this burden on you. In this moment, when I think back on my life and all that I have done and learned and lived, my best memories are of you, of your grace and wisdom, and while I may have regrets in my life, my time with you has never been one of them. You are first and foremost in my heart, my one and only, and always have been.
While I may not know how exactly I will leave this world, how exactly I have left this world, by the time you see this, I know that my final thought will be of you.
I know that I am leaving the Republic in good hands, that you will lead with wisdom and compassion as you have always done. And I hope, at least, that you will remember me with fondness, however this may play out.
May the Force be with you, Satele, for now and forever.