Mez's Private Thoughts (Post Order 66)

Must stay hidden, must stay safe. Why would the clones do that? My head hurts.
 
Too many, completely surrounded, must stick to the shadows.
 
The guards put down another protest. I'm sorry master, I could not protect them.
 
The stars, it's been so long I saw the sky. Wait….maybe. Risky, but must do it. May never get the chance again.
 
That was stupid mistake, almost seen. Hiding in the engine room was a good idea.
 
This will work, just need to stay hidden, just keep moving.
 
Imperial presence is thinned but still too many. Must keep going.
 
Engine humming….so tired
 
Where am I? Warm light, I think I'm safe here. Just a bit more.
 
Found a small village, forgot how small Xextos are. So tired…
 
This tree will do, good view.
 
I keep the villagers away. They may hate me but they'll stay safe.
 
This Xexto is choosing his words carefully. Why? I think Trigano was the name.
 
Trigano left a carton in the morning. Why? Doesn't matter, let's move.
 
I lost the tracks since the rains came. Will they ever let up?
 
What the hell are you doing with your life? I'm talking to you Padawan Mez, Sentinel of the Jedi Order, with no living relatives. It is you I address. Last survivor of the Jedi. What the actual hell are you thinking?
 
It's food….and a brush with soap. I see….I did not realize I became so…. disheveled. It been so long since someone's….