“Are you worried about her?”
Eli pursed his lips. “I’m worried, yes,” he said. “But only in the sense of uncertainty. Without full knowledge, a person has to rely on trust and hope. Insufficient hope usually comes out as concern.”
He nodded toward the memory wall, the collected trophies and mementos of Ar’alani’s life and career. “But I’m not worried that Admiral Ar’alani’s in overwhelming danger,” he added. “I’ve watched her during the time that I’ve served aboard the Steadfast, and I know that she’s smart, capable, and resourceful. More than that, she’s in the company of one of the greatest military minds the Chiss culture has ever produced. Standing together, I don’t believe there’s a force in the universe that can defeat both Admiral Ar’alani and Grand Admiral Mitth’raw’nuruodo.”
He raised his eyebrows. “I’d like to prove that to you. Would you help me prove it to you?”
“You want me to take the ship there?” Un’hee asked.
“Yes,” Eli said. “Can you do that?”
The girl hesitated, and he saw her eyes drift to the memory wall. “All right,” she said. “But only if you stand beside me.”
Eli nodded. [.] “I’ll stand beside you and protect you,” he promised. “No one will approach or interfere. Not as long as I live.”
~
To be completely honest, I still have *many* excerpts about the relationship between Ar'alani and Thrawn (and several about the Admiral alone) that I absolutely want to bother you with.
But, as I said, I do not like to feature the same objects in my photos, and I am, currently, Ar'alani-less.
Waiting to collect -or create- more Ziara merch to go along with my rants, for some weeks she will pass the torch to a man who believes in patterns and numbers, in respecting and valuing differences, in ultimate kindness, in the value of life, any life.
The precious, sweet, wonderful Eli Vanto.
[In the photo, the expression of my joy and love for these characters, a self-indulgent chibi portrait that I commissioned to the out-of-this-world-talented @junchan_nyan_art]
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