It made sense to check the house first, and he remembered how to get there. The long walk giving him more time to think. Like what he was going to say to her. He came up with all sorts of things, and imagined it in his mind as he went. What if she was angry at him? He played that scenario in his mind as well. Trying to prepare himself for all sorts of possibilities.

However, none of that would actually come to mind when he finally saw her. His mind effectively going blank as she ran towards him. Looking every bit as beautiful as the last time he saw her. He froze, not sure how to react in that moment. Letting her come to him.

There were added wrinkles, a bit more grey. Longer hair that was unkempt despite his efforts earlier. He didn’t hold himself with the confidence he once had. And nothing that would suggest he was a Jedi. No, he just looked like a normal, poor, old man. But it was him.