There is a person checking up on her soon enough.

"Hey. It's me. You want company?"

"That would be nice." Ana curls up into a somewhat-upright position and pats the bed beside her.

There he sits!

He holds out his arms for cuddles.

She leans into him, gratefully.

And then she is very much hugged.

"Want me to talk, or not talk?" he murmurs.

"you can talk," she says into his chest.

"All right." He hums, thoughtfully. "So the two people at the cantina last night were some characters. Do you want to hear about them?"

"mmkay."

Hugs continue to be hugged.

Such hug. They probably can't stay here forever, but they can have these few minutes.

So he talks about the duo and what they were like, and how he approached them with the HK parts and implied that he was some sort of nefarious person by his incredibly insufficient explanation. He mentions that the droid was the only one in the cantina, probably a friend of the owner or something. He muses about how he was likely very memorable, and how he'd honestly sort of like to see those two again, they seemed pretty cool.

Then he talks about the other cantina patron he met, and his fabulous, fabulous lie. He remembers the entire procedure he made up on the spot, and explains his reasoning why - has to be something carryable, but not irreplaceable, or the man might have gotten himself killed trying to save it. Had to be safe to do, without feeling like it's a cheap gimmick. Had to be simple and straightforward enough for a drunk, while still meaningful. Revan thinks he did well with the constraints he gave himself, to try and help the pilot come to terms with his partner's death. And to keep him from, well, drinking himself to death. Ultimately he didn't get what he needed from the guy, but he hopes that the guy got something he needed from Revan. And really, that's enough for him.

"-though, admittedly, it's probably shit like this that gets religions started, so uh. Oops, I guess."

Ana giggles.

"You're not the worst person I could think of to have a religion started by them."

"I'm really not! And the spiritual thing I came up with was very plausible and sensible and sweet, so clearly I've benefited the galaxy at large if it takes off."

"Mmhmm. You're pretty great."

"Thanks, I do try."

Snuggle.

He doesn't always succeed, but he tries.

Snuggles.

Gosh, snuggles are pretty great.

Revan weighs how she's doing now and if she's up for talking about why this freak out happened or not. ... He'll ask.

"So is there anything you'd like to talk about, or should we save that for later?" he wonders.

"It's just... we spent a long time preparing to take out the Emperor. And. And. I wasn't really expecting to. Be coming back."

"Ah. Yeah, that's an adjustment." And he wonders if talking with the weird Sith made her go oh no now I have to think about the consequences of the horrible things I've done to kill the Emperor. It might not be that, but it's an available option. "It's okay to take a while to get used to the idea of - coming back."

"And then you were there and you were supposed to be dead too. And then that Sith. And then she was weird. And. I didn't know what to do about that. And I sort of realized I didn't really know what to do about anything. I don't know what, what comes next. And that scares me."

"Hey, it's okay," assures Revan. "Not knowing what to do next and feeling confused and lost is standard operating procedure right after you save the galaxy. I would know."

Shaky giggle. Clingy hugs.

Such hugs!

"Just think! If you don't try to take over the galaxy when you're lost and confused about what to do, you've already done better than I did! ... The first time around, I mean."

Hee hee.

"I don't even know what I'd do with a conquered galaxy."

"Reorganize it so it's better and everything works neatly and efficiently," says Revan. "Not that I've thought about this or anything."

"Oh no, of course not. A respectable Jedi like you would never."

"Definitely not. I am the very definition of a respectable Jedi, I have never deviated from this definition in my entire life. Nope."