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❛ it will take a while / to make you smile / somewhere in these eyes, i'm on your side. ❜
SPACE SONG// BEACH HOUSE
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DESPITE HOW DESPERATELY BOTH OF THEM WANTED TO, Eisha and Wolffe just couldn't head home, yet. As — in Wolffe's words exactly — they still had a little purple-eyed problem.
And, he wasn't talking about Eisha.
For once.
Knocking on another door, Wolffe huffed from where Fiolet rested in her carrier around him. The Commander offered to hold the child when he saw Eisha crack her neck a worrying amount of times. Plus, it made walking around that much quicker, and Wolffe was absolutely off-talking duty after their first house.
The Twi'leks weren't exactly thrilled when Wolffe asked them if they'd like to buy Fiolet.
Watching as she spoke to the Twi'lek family, he grumbled. Crossing his arms, Fiolet reached for his hand, 'They're similar words. How was I supposed to know it sounded so alike?'
Anyone who could understand Ryl in their nearby vicinity wasn't all that impressed with the Commander's words.
And pair that with the proud grin he wore, thinking he had finally translated it right.
The door closed, leaving Eisha to hang her head in defeat. Rubbing the back of her neck, she met Wolffe's eyes before shaking her head, yet again. Frowning, he wrapped an arm around her. Leading her to the next house before softly sighing, "Angel, maybe they're—"
"I'm not leaving until we've tried every house." Snapping her eyes to him sharply, she narrowed her gaze, "We have to try. Please."
Jutting out her bottom lip, the Padawan imitated a puppy-dog look. Pouting at the Commander, he tried to look anywhere but at the cute face she was attempting.
