[Qui-Gon's hand falls from the top of Ezra's head down to where his palm can rest against his cheek. A warm smile tugs at the corners of his lips and the wrinkles around his eyes crease just a little.]
It's not your fault, Ezra.
You did the right thing. You couldn't help that someone took advantage of your good nature.
[He brushes along Ezra's cheekbone with his thumb. Just seeing his adoptive son in front of him alive and relatively well is enough to get his emotions going. To think what would have happened had he been a moment later...]
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Date: 2017-09-02 02:24 am (UTC)It's not your fault, Ezra.
You did the right thing. You couldn't help that someone took advantage of your good nature.
[He brushes along Ezra's cheekbone with his thumb. Just seeing his adoptive son in front of him alive and relatively well is enough to get his emotions going. To think what would have happened had he been a moment later...]
All that matters is that you're okay.