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Bodhi's still sitting on the grass when Galen comes out; thick, angry tears drying on his cheeks. There's a core of rage in his gut but it's impudent rage. Too much he can't control, can't fix. Too much he can't undo.

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Bodhi's head is still spinning, his sense of what his life is now is still so rocky and unstable.

But he has Galen back. And a little kitten who relied on him, something that anchored him in the here and now.

He tries to focus in that - on this moment. He passes Galen a closed container of meat for Myrrh, a tray of cookies for themselves. One handed of course, feeding Kyber with the other.

Galen sits beside him, takes a cookie, then offers the box to offer the cat in his lap a bit of meat. Myrrh takes it with careful, pointy teeth, so very white and sharp in her black face.

Then, he leans in to kiss Bodhi, his lips tasting of those cookies.

Myrrh's a delicate eater. As opposed to Kyber who finishes his milk and comes bouncing over to investigate what Myrrh's eating.

All of which Bodhi is too busy to notice. To busy returning the kiss. Hesitatingly, like he's afraid that Galen might vanish. Or break. Or he might break himself.

Kyber might raid the entire box while Galen is kissing Bodhi back, tenderly and with all his heart.

They are together, again, at last. For good.

Bodhi wraps an arm around Galen, holding him carefully. "Galen."

While Kyber raids Myrrh's treats. There's a soft yowl as Myrrh picks Kyber up by the back of the neck and removes him from her food.

"Bodhi," Galen whispers.

He reaches for the cats with his free hand as it's all moving on his lap, and knee, and might fall to the ground.

Bodhi snorts as there's a tumble of fur and food, leaning back just enough to see what's going on. "Perhaps we should take these two inside where they can get up to less trouble?"

"We should," Galen says. "I'll just tell the infirmary staff where I am -- they are very helpful, so I'd rather not have them worry. Where will we be?"

"We can go back to the day room?" He knows it well, having spent a while there himself. "If you're not ready to come upstairs to mi- our room."

"Upstairs sounds like a bit of a bad idea," Galen says. "On account of stairs. But I'd love to be alone for a little bit..."

"There's a turbo lift? Or we could sit by the fire for a while?"

"Then let us take that lift," Galen says. "And curl up in that room, with the cats, and think what we need to change to start making a life in there."

Beat, then he smiles.

"And kiss and things. Not everything, because I don't think I can yet..."

"I won't- I don't want to hurt you. I just... I don't want to let go of you." He says honestly, his voice a little shaky.

He scoops up Kyber and puts him in the basket, easiest way to keep him out of trouble. Myrrh gets the hint and jumps on top of the basket to keep him quiet.

He offers Galen his arm.

Galen leans on it. "I feel ancient," he says. "But that will get better, and then we can climb rocks again."

"When you're healed." Bodhi promises, taking his time as they walk back towards the bar.

"Look at all these gardens," Galen remarks. "So much green!"

Bodhi nods, stopping to pick a spray of flowers. "Our room overlooks the gardens and the lake. Teja arranged it for me. I think... I think he understood how healing such a view would be. I hope to fill the balcony with plants. Grow my own herbs."

"Can they get you seeds from Jedhean plants here?" Galen says, leaning in awkwardly to smell at the flowers.

"I hope so. The bar has been very kind with my requests so far. I'm told there's a greenhouse somewhere here. Maybe I'll find seedlings there to plant."

"They told me you can't get living things from the bar, but we might ask her for seeds to see if they fall under that definition, too," Galen says.

We. Because it will be their plants, and their balcony.

Their room, and their cats.

Suddenly, he smiles at Bodhi again.

"Bodhi!"

As if seeing him for the first time.

There a fleeting look of panic on Bodhi's face. Worries that Galen's injuries might include a knock to the head. "I'm here, Galen."

"Yes, I know," Galen says. "I'm still so happy and overcome by it."

Not to mention high on painkillers. Bodhi nods, "I know how you feel. Mixed up with a whole lot of fear this isn't real." He bites his lip, not meaning to say all of that out loud.

"Yes," Galen admits. "And that I might wake up in an Imperial prison facility med bay after all."

"Still afraid they'll find out?" Bodhi asks sadly. "I saw an officer's shuttle arrive. On Eadu. Just before I went to find a ship to get us out."