The water on her skin or dripping from her hair wasn't even felt anymore as he clung to her like it was the last thing he was going to do. Something in her gut twisted painfully at the sheer thought of what could be doing this to him. It took all of her focus to keep a level tone with him, the blankness in his eyes making a knot in her throat. He spoke again of another girl and it wasn't jealousy that took over but worry and fear. Who could be so important that he would change so dramatically?!

"It's alright Joran. You know I'm too stubborn to listen to you. It was just a bad dream I promise it was." Her pulled his head towards hers again so that his chin would rest on her shoulder while she hugged him back with force. "Take a deep breath Joran, it's just me and you. I don't know what you saw but it wasn't real. It wasn't real."

"Bad dream?" Everything had felt so much more real than anything he had experienced in his life. Every single fiber in his being wanted to just hold onto those thoughts. They were entirely precious to him, even if they weren't real. His eyes started to unfocus on the world around them as he allowed himself to let a small sigh escape. "I bet you are right, just a bad dream." He nodded softly as he uncoiled from her around.

That was the moment the world changed into something different. "Um... Sol...." He pointed at her bare chest as his face turned a bit pink. He was trying to be a decent human being for the moment and look away, but that shit wasn't happening. His body would not allow him to turn away, as he knew this was his punishment for everything he had ever done in his life. He was going to be ended by someone with abilities he couldn't even comprehend.

"All I ask is if you kill me, do it fast."

Her body eased as his uncoiled from around her. Solaras smiled gently at the man before tilting her head in confusion. She followed not only his finger but his unmoving gaze from his pinkened face.

Her shoulders, neck, ears and face all turned scarlet in a matter of a few seconds as she jumped up and away to a standing position with her hands clamped over her chest. "LOOK SOMEWHERE ELSE YOU FUCK." She shouted at she jolted back to the bathroom-slamming the door shut.

She found herself backed into the far side of the bathroom breathing hard and shaking with embarrassment. "JERK!" She shouted through the door as her back slid down the wall. Her knees came up to her chest and her hands covering her beet red face.

The moment she had turned bright red was the moment he knew that she was going to hate him for the rest of his life. Slowly he moved over to the door and softly placed his hand on the door. "Hey, come back out." He whispered softly as he closed his eyes for a moment, remembering some more details of his vision. The shutter that moved through his body also caused a small little force wave to roll off of him, one full of some happiness this time, as he remembered some of the brighter moments.

"I could really use a friend right now. She may have promised to have my back." He whispered into the door as he slowly slid down to sitting against the door himself now. "It means a lot to me that you come to my rescue... I don't know what I would have done without you." He whispered softly so only she could hear him as he closed his eyes. "I'm sorry I didn't respect your privacy." Now he was in full on apology mode, as he couldn't lose her. Not now.

Her palms clamped over her ears as she sensed him get closer. They pressed tighter as she sensed tha happiness from him. It made her heart skip a beat and cause a flutter in her chest.

She stayed quiet despite still being able to hear him. Her gaze now lingered on the now offensive looking clothing before groaning with a prissy tone. A few moments later she came put now clad in a sleeveless high neck top and her pants. Her hair was not brushed through but still pulled into a tight looking bun.

With a scowl on her face she moved towards the bed, snatching the pillows and covered off before dragging them over to Joran. She avoided his gaze completely with her ears and cheeks red the entire time. She positioned the pillows all around him in the awkward spot he sat.

Solaras plopped down next to him, frown and all before holding her hand out to him-glaring at the opposite wall like it had offended her ancestors. "Next time you feel like something is happening tell me so im not in the damn shower and I can take care of you." In her own warped way it was something of an apology for leaving him alone and yelling at him. Apologizes werent really her thing.

Once she had made her way out of the bathroom, he carefully watched her move over towards the bed without really looking at him. Maybe this was her way of saying he was going to be sleeping in the hallway tonight, if they had to stay there another night. Seeing her drop the pillows in such a particular way confused him for a moment, before then she was joining him on the ground.

An eternity seemed to pass before she held her hand out to him. A small little smile crossed his face as he felt his own hand slowly take it without looking at her. The wall opposite of them was sure on her bad side this morning. Better it than him. "You say that as if I knew I knew I was going to do all that." He whispered softly as he turned his attention towards her for the moment.

"Though if there is a next time, assuming there is a next time, I will make sure I have written it down in your calendar so you know to be expecting it in advance." He smiled as he looked away from her again, now his mind seemed to be elsewhere, in another place almost. "Thank you."

Her gaze dropped from the fall offending wall down to the knees shed pulled upward to her chin. "Dont say thank you." She tried to speak softly towards him, still furiously pink. "Ive done nothing for thanks."

She leaned back against the door a bit more and tilted her chin up to the ceiling. "Im just watching my partners back." A smirk returned to her face as she continued, "You know I have to wonder what shenanigans we would have gotten into of we met earlier in life. Think we could have been the highest leaders of the First Order? I think we could have...or the best killers in the galaxy. That's an interesting thought." She simply let her mind wander to fill the silence between them and give Joran a chance to listen and no really have to think and put stress on himself.

"We would rule the Galaxy." Joran looked at her as if he was the most serious person in the universe. Slowly he leaned over, placing his head on her shoulder while snaking his left arm around her waist. "I also say thank you, for being able to put up with me. Most others wouldn't. I feel like anyone else, and they would have stabbed me by now." That image floated through his mind once more as he just shook it out of his head.

"You know, had we met earlier, and you had realized I was force sensitive... The galaxy would not be the same. Maybe we wouldn't even be with the First Order? Maybe the Empire wouldn't have fallen? Who knows." He started to ponder the thoughts even more now as he just allowed a contented sigh to escape his lips.

"What's your favorite color?" Joran randomly asked, wanting to learn everything about her.

Solaras chuckled at his response, "Quite the ambitious one arent you?" She relaxed a bit more as his arm snaked out and rested on her waist, her brow twitched at the thought of him being stabbed. "Dont stare at me again and I wont stab you either." She cautiously stated.

She stayed quiet as she thought of colors. Which one really was her favorite? "Pink...like the sunset." Sich an odd color for her to enjoy.

"What about you? Favorite color?"

"Ambitious doesn't begin to describe me." Joran smirked as he shook his head very softly. Pulling her a bit tighter to him, he made sure she couldn't hit him too hard when he decided to tease her a bit. "I think you would have been offended had I not stare at you." He softly leaned up to look her in the eyes for a moment. "If you want, you can purge it from my mind."

"Blue." Joran immediately replied to her question with a color that hadn't originally been on the spectrum of possibilities. Though he wasn't about to explain the reasoning behind it to her. How was he suppose to casually bring up her potential daughter was going to be using a blue lightsaber at some point in her life.

"Favorite food?"

"Oh I know plenty enough words to describe you, Smuggler." She gently pushed a shoulder into him in teasing. Her skin only flared red again as a real pout, not one like when she was a politician, came across her lips. She looked away from him before saying, "I'm not going to mess with your head. It was a natural reaction and I shouldn't be throwing this much of a fit it's just that...no ones ever...like...you know." Now Solaras Apontha was not one to stutter or not be able to finish a sentence but this was one of those rare occasions.

She was grateful for the change of topic as she nodded at his answer, still quite red. "Starfruit." The thought of the delicious little fruit came to mind a split second after she said it; it brought a smile to her lips. "Favorite location?"

"Oh? What would those words be? I bet they are all marvelous little compliments, as there is nothing wrong with me at all." Obvious he was being entirely factious. "Well I am honored." Might as well dig his grave deeper than it already was. "I'm sorry it happened. I do appreciate the fact that you worried enough to help me... That means a lot to me, you know?" He smiled as he sighed contently, finally having someone he consider a friend that would have his back. It felt relaxing, as the last time he felt that... well he was betrayed.

"Starfruit? Disgusting." He teased softly as he just smiled, as he really didn't believe they were that disgusting, but not something he would go out of his way to eat. "Oh this is going to sound so cliche... On a personal starship. Just knowing I am able to go anywhere anytime... It's just nice. I get to be free, to do my thing, go wherever I want. Not to mention that ship I have is quite the ship." Something he hadn't been able to fly in a while, having started to think about that.

"Cocky. Trigger happy. Impatient...only just naming a few." She lightly spoke back with a smirk on her face. She grew quiet for another moment before just quietly saying, "I told you, I'm just looking out for my partner's back even though he likes to stare at my front." Despite the embarrassment clear through out her she was making light of the situation. It would seem she forgave him if she hadn't already.

"Rude." She dug an elbow into his ribs for that response. "I like them..." then again she liked alot of 'weird' things so perhaps it wasn't all that of an off color response for him to make. Sol listened for another moment, "You'll have to take me for a ride some time." Her head lightly leaned on his shoulder. "My favorite place is a beach. Preferably and island with a nice lush forest." Her mind wandered for a moment as she imagined the sand and the ocean and the trees. Though she'd stay away from the ocean it self, it was beautiful to look at on damn near every planet she'd been to that had one. "The freedom to do, eat, speak and sleep however you want in a beautiful place...that sounds amazing to me."

"Hey... It's not being cocky if you are just that damn good." Joran chuckled a small amount as he just shook his head. "Your front or back, I won't complain about either." Of course he was going to keep pushing further and further with the jokes, because why the hell wouldn't he? "You know, things are going to rapidly change now." He sighed as he just continued to look forward at the wall, not really focusing at the moment.

Taking the elbow like a champ, he acted like it was going to be the death of him. "Maybe if I ever get my ship back. Last I heard they were still inspecting it." A soft sigh escaped his lips as he knew he probably wasn't getting that ship back in the condition he had gave it to them. Most likely, it had been sent out on a mission and exploded by this point. "If you could have one planet you would live on with no worries, where would it be?" He asked now curious as to which planet she would choose to live on.

"I'd probably have to go with Serenno if I had to absolutely choose. It's a nice little hideaway planet that no one really thinks about looking for you at."

"What? Why?" Sol turned her head to look at him in a bit of confusion.

"Do you want me to pull some strings?" She curious asked. "Oh Serreno is a fun place." She thought about previous missions to said planets. "Hoenstly Id love to live in Takodana." She smiled at the thought of the planet. "Ive only been there once on a recon mission but it was beautiful."

She gave a long exhale before questioning, "Favorite mission?"

"Sorry, musing to myself outloud." Joran brushed off her question, not particularly knowing how exactly to explain the moment that had happened when he felt like he ceased existing in this plane of time for a few moments. He wondered just exactly how he was suppose to go about talking about that vision with her.

"Nah. Can't show favoritism to the Smuggler, now can you?" He spoke as he looked over at her and shrugged. "I'll get it back eventually. I already know I plan to ask for a vacation to get away from everything in a year or so. If I don't have it back by then, we'll see about you pulling some strings."

"Takodana you say? I haven't been there since I was a kid." That had been where he had actually made his first kill, but that wasn't important to the moment. He remembered it being a nice enough place. Maybe he would have to surprise her with an impromptu vacation there one day.

"I don't think I actually have one. They are just missions really...." He couldn't think of one that actually stood out to be any better than some of the others.

A hum came from her throat as she dropped her questioning of what he meant.

"Its not favoritism if my body guard works better with his iwn equiptment but I digress." She paused a moment as he spoke of vacation, "What if we are still at war a year from now?"

"Ive only been to Takadona once on an undercover mission that ended up being a failure." She grimanced at the thought. "Still its beautiful."

"Im pretty sure my favorite mission was the Gala War mission we just went on but if I had to pick it would be the first mission I went on as the Leader of the Knights of Ren. I let two youngsters live after telling them who we were...needless to say they did their job of telling as many people as possible about us." A wicked chuckle came from her as she pulled away from Joran a bit to lean back against the door.

"I can pilot just about anything you put in my hands. As long as it runs that is. Someone tried to get me to fly a ship without a real working engine once, and that didn't go too well." Joran chuckled at that thought for a moment, before shaking his head.

"If we are still at War, which I can't see us not being, I still will need to take some time off. What those files don't tell you about me is, I don't do down time. If the Emperor didn't have me on a mission, then Vader had me on a secret mission. Same here. If Snoke doesn't have me on some mission, I'm typically on loan to other higher ups in the Order, doing missions not exactly on file." He sighed as he knew why that was the case. Joran was a black ops kinda guy at this point, someone that they didn't have to report to anyone.

"If I had to absolutely choose a mission, it would probably be the one where all I did was pretty much crash a party and cause an intergalactic war... you know, all in a days work." He looked over at her and kinda frowned for a moment.

"Where do you see yourself in five years?"

"Huh, taking time off in the middle of battle...must be nice." Solaras mused to herself as she couldn't really picture herself doing something like that. "We both have done things that never happened," her shoulders shrugged, "...it's not too shocking to hear." She was being honest, she'd taken quite a few missions as a Knight leader her elite squad. Force knows all the atrocities her and her people have committed.

"In five years?" There was quite the pause before she spoke without a hint of remorse or regret. "Either I'll be dead or standing next to Snoke as his right hand." She could see it, either her body crumpled on some force forsaken planet or standing in her knights attire next to Supreme Leader Snoke both powerful and alone. "I mean it'd be kind of cool to be the face of The First Order but I doubt I'll still have a pretty face by the time that could happen." Her hand lightly reached up and traced the scar under her eye.

"Two peas in a pod, eh?" Was the only thing that came to Joran's mind as he allowed a small sigh to escape his lips. Maybe this was really all meant to be. Maybe the Force had been guiding them to this point, and this was how everything was suppose to turn out. He was left with way more questions than he could possibly have any answers for. "You should try it sometimes. We aren't exactly always needed, and sometimes some people do just need a break from all of it."

"I'll just have to protect that pretty face then, as I don't see you being dead in five years." Joran looked away for a moment as a few images flashed in the back of his mind. "Even if it means me being dead, I'll protect you. Partners gotta have the others back, yeah?" Joran would do his damnedest to make sure that she didn't end up dead. What if those hadn't been images of the future, but just wishful thinking? He doubted she would actually want to grow that attached to him anyway.

"Well, I feel like a change of scenery is in order... Regardless if Snoke wants us to come back or not. Let's get out of this room... It's starting to weird me out."