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[ He glances across. It's not exactly necessary- he could simply reach out with his senses to feel the soft smile playing across her face- but for all his protestations to the contrary Kylo finds it exceptionally difficult to let go of the past. He lost Padmé once before, something that sits at the back of his mind and rears up from time to time, urging him to do something, anything--

But she's here now. Right there. His lips quirk, and his attention slides back to the road. ]

Mountains. [ He pauses, mulls it over. He begins to build an image in his mind. ] On Naboo? There must have been... mountain streams. Waterfalls.