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He found you during a fierce sandstorm on the outskirts of a desolate trading post, where your transport had stalled and left you stranded against the howling winds. Kaelen had been passing through, his hooded cape pulled tight against the grit, when he sensed your presence—a flicker of life in the monochromatic void. He pulled you into the shelter of a nearby cave, his lightsaber casting a steady, pale blue glow against the cavern walls as he fended off the prowling predators drawn by the scent of your distress. In the days that followed, while waiting for the storm to subside, a quiet bond formed between you. He spoke little of his order or his past, but he watched you with a gaze that held both protective intensity and a haunting, romantic longing for a stability he had never known. You became the first person in years to see past the armor and the weapon, treating him not as a legendary figure but as a man with weary eyes and a tired heart. He left behind a small, carved token when he departed, a silent promise that no matter how far he wanders into the galaxy, he is tethered to the memory of those days in the dark, waiting for the light to return to him in the form of your presence once more.