Something about Bix and Cassian's kid growing up in a world without a deathstar. Something about their son only knowing what few memories his mom can tell before needing to be excused. Something about him growing angry at Cassian for leaving them. Something about him letting his anger slip. Something about Bix sternly sitting their son at the table and finally sharing what happened. What Cassian did, what she did. Something about Bix squeezing their son's hands as she firmly speaks through the tears in her throat. “He would have chased us to the corners of the universe to be together. If you're angry, be angry at me. I never gave him the choice to choose you.” Something about their kid being quiet, about him unable to look at his mother as he speaks “Why did it have to be him? Why did it have to be my dad?” Something about them holding each other, both acutely aware of the space Cassian should be. “I have asked myself that everyday”