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"She almost killed me, not once, not even twice—thrice," Sabine says, getting up from her spot and glaring at Shin Hati, who looks like she's going to pass out soon, her face hollow, screaming malnourishment. A shell of the unrelenting mercenary she's become familiar with.
"I offered her a hand, and she decided to take it."
"So I'm supposed to trust her just like that?" Sabine asks rhetorically.
"I didn't say that." Ahsoka rubs at her brow and mumbles to herself, cursing at her old Master and wondering if she was this bad when she was younger. "It's just a meal, and some information."
"Once again, why should—"
Do you ever stop talking?
Sabine freezes. "—What the fuck was that."
Ahsoka points at Shin and says, "That is why we're having a meal together."
OR
The Force said it was Sabine's turn to have her evil gay lover.