He's completely out of his depth and his hands won't stop shaking. He's terrified and excited and he feels like he's been waiting for this day his whole life. Well, at least since the first moment he saw her. The moment he fell in love with her glare and her form and the way she wields her wit and her lightsaber. Alarra knows she feels the same way. They could both feel it. The connection between them, emotions and in the Force, was as strong as anything. Stronger than his bond with even Duncan, his old Master.
They haven't seen each other for months. He was a coward and ran away, couldn't handle his feels - their feelings - and threw himself into the war effort. It was hard going, the war was going so strong and they'd lost so many. But it had given him a sort of clarity. Being at death's door, being on the battlefield, was where he just knew they couldn't push away their feelings anymore. He loved being a Jedi. It was the greatest honor anyone had ever given him. To be a part of something greater... but Zuri... she was everything. And he can't ignore that anymore.
He loves her. Loves her with his whole heart. His entire being. And now. He will tell her.
He arrives on Coruscant quietly. He's days early for his check-in with the Council, is supposed to be having downtime before arriving on the planet. Which is a perfect cover, really.