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Eclipse, Sunday Fandom time

If there was one thing Jaina had to show John before the trip was over, it was the Falcon. Besides, giving him the tour meant actually getting some time to themselves on a base full of people.

Not worrying at all if her inner geek showed through while describing all the systems and the modifications that she knew of (and let's face it, the odds were there were some she wasn't aware of), she led him to the cockpit, where she slid easily into the pilot's seat, just because she could. "Have I bored you yet?" she asked.

[For the boy. NFB for distance.]

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"Oh that's mean," she said immediately. "And while you're overthinking and traumatizing me, just remember that one sat in that chair for many many years, by the way."

John took a good look at the chair from his sitting vantage point. It seemed sturdy. "Huh. No, I won't say anything about the potential a chair like this could have." He really was just trying to mess with her.

"Yhis is my payback for asking questions, huh?" she asked.

"And, you know, a nice attempt at normalcy," he replied.

"That exists here?" To be fair, it was entirely normal for her.

"Hey, I'm surrounded by aliens on a planet in a distant galaxy. This is close enough for me." Of course, that was his perspective.

"You're forgetting how pretty much everyone here has powers, too," she said helpfully.

"Right. Thanks," he sighed. Not that he needed more reason to work on obtaining any skills he could.

"That's not a bad thing," Jaina assured him. "This is about the only time I'm in the majority there. And you'll notice my dad is fine with it."

"He did seem well-adjusted, considering," John agreed. "And it's not like flying requires powers."

It helped, but she wasn't going to say that. "I wish I could introduce you to some of the pilots," she said. "When I first joined up with the Rogues I was helping them mark potential candidates, and Wedge and Gavin's picks matched mine, and I was using the Force. They're just that good at what they do now."

"You can use the Force to tell you if someone is a good pilot?"

"You can get a good read on people. See how they react to certain things, whether they're stable or will crack under pressure, that sort of thing," she replied. "And Rogue Squadron's elite, we see the bigger battles, and more frequently, so we have to know their head's in the game. There's more to it than just flying ability."

"This only work when they're flying or are people like a book?" He obviously still knew so little about her abilities. It kind of bothered him.

"Depends on the person," Jaina said honestly. "Some people are naturally very closed off, or have learned how to be, and it's harder to get a read on them. Normally I can tell when someone's lying, so I know whether or not they're trustworthy. But you put someone in a battle situation, even simulated, and defenses start coming down. It makes it easier to read them."

"Sounds useful," John nodded. "Do you get much practice with that in Fandom?"

"Not usually, no," she admitted. "It's usually the same people all the time. There I just get to practice sorting out random bad feelings."

"Random bad feelings you get from others or on your own?" He didn't know why he was so curious. He just was.

Jaina had no problem with curiosity. "Either. Both. When something bad happens in Fandom, like the angels or the plague, I can sense that something's wrong but not always exactly what. And then I get the same sort of sense when something happens to someone I'm connected to even here, especially Jacen. And then sometimes people just ping me wrong."

"Like who?"

"Umbridge did. Victor at the end there. A few people here I don't think I've mentioned. Fandom's pretty easy there," she shrugged.

"I don't mean to be Mr. Questions here," he said. "I just don't like to be unaware."

"I don't mind," Jaina assured him. "It's a huge part of who I am. I like that you want to understand it."

"Being here's kind of inspired me to ask," he admitted. "Just figuring it all out."

"Is it weird for you?" she wondered.

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