[Ezra never likes when Qui-Gon brings up the subject of his death, rare as those instances are. It's still hard for him to accept his mentor being dead, and equally hard to know that there's nothing he can do to prevent it, even theoretically. His shoulders bunch a little despite his best efforts to keep his emotions at bay, and around him the grass dampens with a misty gray drizzle.
But when he looks up at Qui-Gon, it's with a forehead wrinkled in confusion.]
But don't we become one with the Force when we die? If our essence isn't in our body... what else is there? Ghosts?
[Master Luminara left something like a ghost behind. Is that what Qui-Gon's talking about?]
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But when he looks up at Qui-Gon, it's with a forehead wrinkled in confusion.]
But don't we become one with the Force when we die? If our essence isn't in our body... what else is there? Ghosts?
[Master Luminara left something like a ghost behind. Is that what Qui-Gon's talking about?]