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[imthepilot]

 Bodhi has the cook-top running and the kitchen full of the scent of spices before Galen gets out if the fresher.

He waves a stick of some stingy herb at Galen. "You are a terrible temptation. And a distraction." And his smiles says he loves Galen for it. 

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[imthepilot]

Bodhi wraps Galen in his arms, kisses his cheek. "If you're right about the Force, I'm here because you're meant to find her again. And you know I'll do everything I can."

He leans back to look Galen in the eye. "And to that end, I have news."

[galen_erso]

"Yes?" Galen says, smiling into Bodhi's eyes.

[imthepilot]

"I was right about the ship, it's been written off for scrap. A salvage team will pick it up at some point and haul it out to a yard for recycling."

"But I've been assigned a new one. It'll be waiting for me when my medical leave ends. We'll have a ship. It's a newer model and I'll have to get use to the kinks but we'll have a ship."

[galen_erso]

"To find my daughter," Galen says softly, "and to find new hope, a life together."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi nods and kisses Galen softly before going back to prepping their meal. "It will take me time to learn the new ship, get a feel for it. I've requested the technical specs so I can start familiarising myself with it."

[galen_erso]

Galen picks up the spoon to stir the pot again, hoping that nothing went wrong while he hadn't.

"How different is a new model of the same ship?"

[imthepilot]

It shouldn't have stuck. Hopefully.

"Sleeker, better handling than the old one. They're keeping me assigned to Eadu." He intentionally hadn't mention the risk of reassignment to Galen. Not until it became an issue they'd have to deal with. "The new ships should handle the weather conditions here better. And be quicker in and out of orbit."

[galen_erso]

"How efficient," Galen says. "Assigning good technology to those who can actually need it to do their work."

Not the Empire's usual style, his tone says.

Low-key grumbling. Personal escapes. That's what the Empire is used to, rather than the huge plan the two of them are hatching.

[imthepilot]

"Getting the kyber out of Jedha and into Eadu is the priority right now." Bodhi answers, with bitterness of his own. "For once, that works in our favour."

[galen_erso]

"The world happens to fall in our favour," Galen says. "That's what it looks like when the Force is with us."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi frowns and added some herbs to the pot, the scent of them warm and spicy. "I hope you're right." He's not sure he trusts it. But he does trust Galen. That has to be enough for now.

"This is almost ready." He holds out a spoonful for Galen to taste. It's something like a Thai curry, warming and fresh.

[galen_erso]

Galen takes the spoon between his lips and tastes the spices, the vegetables, the life and the care that went into this food.

He was never religious, while Lyra was alive. Now, he more and more sees what her point was.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi shakes his head as he watches Galen try the dish. "You look like you've just had a revelation. My cooking is good. It's not that good."

[galen_erso]

"It's good, and I did just have a revelation," Galen says.

He looks into Bodhi's eyes, alive with the joy of it.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi laughs and takes everything off the heat to pull Galen into a hug. "Is it one you can share?"

[galen_erso]

"I don't have words," Galen says, smiling. "Food. Life. Beliefs. The way we are rooted and connected."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi shakes his head and gently pushes Galen towards the stack of bowls and cutlery. "I thought not having the words to explain things was my job in this relationship?"

It was meant jokingly but he finds himself a little taken aback by how casually he thought of what they had as a relationship.

[galen_erso]

"We only need to find the right things to make our words fail us," Galen says.

Relationship. Yes.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi steps to him, pulling Galen into a kiss. "You do that to me, every time you look at me like that."

Like he matters.

"Now food. Before it gets cold." He steps away to dish up.

[galen_erso]

"We wouldn't do that to the food," Galen says. He sits at the table and smiles hopefully.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi laughs and puts a bowl in front of him, along with a couple of small bowls of sauces and condiments. "Go easily on the Callian chilli. It's powerful." He points to the very fine purple slices, dusting a few over his own bowl. "I usually only get it dried. Doesn't have the same punch when it's been dehydrated."

[galen_erso]

"I will be careful," Galen promises, gingerly adding a microscopic amount.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi's less careful but he knows how much he can take. "I'm tempted to dry what's left, so it'll last." Always looking to the future. Looking for ways to avoid waste. Something in his frugal childhood always there, always pushing him to make the most of every opportunity.

[galen_erso]

"We should," Galen says. "Who knows when you can get more fresh."

Not in the Empire.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi shakes his head. "We don't have a firm plan yet but already we're laying in supplies. We're really doing this." It isn't a question. More of a realisation. Something he already knew but wasn't ready to acknowledge.