I smiled at her with a sly look like that was my answer. She just sat there waiting patiently for my real answer.
I frowned a bit.
"Well no I never thought about myself needing protection. I know you're Jedi and all and I'm some poor pilot..." The last few words I said with fake sadness and Merleah laughed but quickly answered.
"Faro you know I don't see you like that. If you want some basic fighting techniques taught to you, all you had to do was ask!"
I don't know why but suddenly just seeing Leah there in all her loveliness a memory popped inside my brain.
"Me taught how to fight? Kane when I was little I protected my home against all the bugs and rodents that tried to get into the front door. Mother and Father said I was the Guardian of the Danva residence!"
My eyes grew wide with annoyance at myself but also great worry. Had she heard that?
The way she looked at me with those curious eyes was my answer. Yep, she heard me.
"Faro, I have always sensed great anger in you and sorrow since we first met. I thought it might just be something you had just done recently. But the longer we have known each other, it hasn't gone away."
"You're saying if I tell you, It will make me feel better?"
"You will think I am horrible person," I said in barely a whisper.
"Faro nothing will ever change my view on how I feel for you," she answered.
I looked up into her bright eyes and the story flooded out.
5 years ago
My speeder and I dodged around the rocks and dry bushes, clutching the basket of produce like it was a baby. I rolled into the settlement of maybe a thousand settlers.
It was becoming dusk so I quickly parked and headed for the drop off at the market. I was still utterly bored though.
My job was simple. Ride my speeder thirty miles, park it and head to the market, drop it off and make it back home. That would help with the credits for about a week.
I sped through the ally ways and ran under the market arch way when I screeched to a halt.
Kalder Faan and his gang of kids were standing right next to the stall I needed to drop off the food.
They all turned around when they saw me and Kalder stepped closer.
"Ah Faro Danva. How's it going?" he asked smiling.
"Fine until you showed up," I answered with an attitude.
"That's no way to answer to a buddy Faro. We just stopped by to see if you would like to go canyon racing?" he asked with a glint of excitment.
I thought to ponder this. They had never wanted to include me in their gang before. Why now?
"I thought you always said I was too young?" I asked curiously
"You were to young. You just had your birthday a week ago," he corrected.
Finally I am going to have some real fun for once instead of wasting my time delivering the same boring stuff, I thought selfishly.
Finally I nodded my acceptance and dropped the food in the stall and followed the gang to their speeders.
Those next few hours would be some of the most fun I had had in awhile. Girls and boys danced around to music and drank many different substances while I was offered the first Skyhopper to pilot.
I knew it was dangerious, especially at night but I couldn't look like a baby.
Four other Skyhoppers lined up next to me and two holo projectors watched our every move.
Kalder Faan held a cyan colored flag to signal the start of the race.
"Ready, set...... GO!!"
We were off to the races. For ten whole minutes equaling three laps we spun, dived, turned and sped though the rough canyons. No one was hurt at the end and many of the kids cheered when I got third place.
At a quarter past midnight most started to leave and I realized how late it was.
I quickly thanked them and said goodbye.
Driving back to the home I tried to savor every moment of the race, the chats I had with them and how I couldn't wait for next time.
There wasn't going to be a next time though because when I got home, it was in a blaze.