In the dim glow of the room, Lando met Hana's gaze, watching as a tear slipped down her cheek.
With a gentle touch, she reached out, cradling Lando's face in her hands.
"I love you too," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion, affirming what had remained unsaid between them for so long.
A warmth spread across Lando's cheeks, and a weight he didn't know he carried seemed to lift. He drew her into a hug, his voice a hushed murmur against her ear. "I was afraid I'd upset you by saying that."
Resting her head on his shoulder, Hana's fingers traced small circles on the back of his neck. "Every moment you were away, I worried about you. What happened to your recruits? I remember how much they meant to you."
Lando's embrace tightened, his voice faltering. "They didn't make it. We were ambushed by these creatures called Raglers. I lost them all."
