«This is not the reunion I intended for us to have, Snips.» Anakin said in an soft voice.
«And I…» her lips began to shiver as she held the dagger towards him, «I didn’t intend for us to meet at all!» she shouted. But it was in an broken voice, and then the tears came, and she started weaping, the dagger falling to the floor.
«Ahsoka…» he took a step closer as his tone flooded over with empathy.
«No! Do not come closer! As my master, you have failed me, and I am not coming back to you!»
Anakin stopped a few inches from her, fixing his gaze on the floor,
«I never failed you. I was always trying to find you. You were the one running away. If you’d only realize that I would never harm you.»
«But you let this darkness into your heart…» Ahsoka wiped her tears before shaking her head, «Just give me my braid back, and I be on my way.»
Anakin reached inside his pocket,
«And I am not going to stop you.» dropping it into her open palm, «Whatever you’ll decide to do, I will be there to help.»
Ahsoka stared confused at him,
«I don’t need anything from you. I’m going to see Rumple, and I’m getting as far away from you as I possibly can.» attaching the braid to the back of her head, «I’m not sure that I even can trust you. And broken trust, that’s the worst.»
«Then I wanna make it up to you, if you let me. I’m gonna be the master you deserve, the one you want me to be.»
But Ahsoka sadly shaked her head,
«It’s to late for that now… master.» and then she walked out of the tent, without saying anything more.
Anakin raised his gaze towards Zilla whom stood in the back off the tent and haven’t said a word so far,
«Follow her.» he commanded in a much darker tone, «Make sure she dosen’t come far, and cut her way down. I will not let her destroy herself to that Rumple.»
Zilla curtsied, streching her dress out,
«Your will be done, my lord.» and then she grabbed the dagger from the floor and ran off.
