(Chapter thirty two.)

Sara could only smile and nod, diverting her attention to the nurse droid. At some point they had moved on to bondaging her arm. What could she say to him? There was a barrier between them, mentally built by time and uncertainty.

Luckily, she didn't have to think of anything to say, as an officer barged through the doors a few seconds later. The information taken from the archives had been analyzed, she said. It's ready for you to examine.

Sara sprung off the examination table despite the protests from the nurse droid. Sara regretted it almost immediately, barely masking the pain that coursed through her. Duty calls, Sara said, mostly for her own benefit, before marching out of the medical bay. Kylo Ren huffed from behind her and followed.