Misa sighs. "Not a nightmare." She says, softly. "A seizure. The Force Lightning brings them on." She is not going to explain how she knows that. She is not going to explain the times she's sat at Lord Vader's side and just soothed him enough so he could sleep a little while the seizures wracked his body.
She hates it. Another reason to really hate Palpatine. She wants to kill the bastard again.
Gently, she takes him into the ship. "Here, stay with him." She says, then fetches blankets to wrap around Luke. Vader will be fine, but she's not so sure about Luke. Her Lord had made it clear: take care of the boy. she would do that.
She grabs a bit of the fruit and meat from the previous night. "Do you think you can eat?" She asks, gently, kneeling in front of him. Her sense of urgency says 'get out', but she needs to care for her patients first.
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She hates it. Another reason to really hate Palpatine. She wants to kill the bastard again.
Gently, she takes him into the ship. "Here, stay with him." She says, then fetches blankets to wrap around Luke. Vader will be fine, but she's not so sure about Luke. Her Lord had made it clear: take care of the boy. she would do that.
She grabs a bit of the fruit and meat from the previous night. "Do you think you can eat?" She asks, gently, kneeling in front of him. Her sense of urgency says 'get out', but she needs to care for her patients first.