[Every hint she's gotten from Luke and Leia so far seems to bode ill. Ahsoka is precariously balanced on a knife's edge of both wanting to know and not at the same time.]
I can only imagine. You must be, what... [she sizes him up, comparing his apparent age to the year she got from Hera] twelve? Fourteen? In my time. Am I right?
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I can only imagine. You must be, what... [she sizes him up, comparing his apparent age to the year she got from Hera] twelve? Fourteen? In my time. Am I right?