Something warm spreads through all of Ezra's chest, pleased at the comment about his height, yes, but more touched by the sentiment conveyed by the affectionate brush of his hair. He can tell, without words, what Qui-Gon's really saying.
And it's only cemented by that final declaration.
For a moment, it feels like everything's lighter, everything's brighter in the world (and for a moment, it literally is, with sunlight glinting off of every surface and a few objects even floating an inch or two in the air). Ezra beams up at Qui-Gon - because no matter how much he's grown, he's still much, much shorter than that giant of a man.
"Thank you, Master Jinn. I hope- I can't wait until I can see him again."
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And it's only cemented by that final declaration.
For a moment, it feels like everything's lighter, everything's brighter in the world (and for a moment, it literally is, with sunlight glinting off of every surface and a few objects even floating an inch or two in the air). Ezra beams up at Qui-Gon - because no matter how much he's grown, he's still much, much shorter than that giant of a man.
"Thank you, Master Jinn. I hope- I can't wait until I can see him again."