you're alone (well I wish that I had known)

"Please just hold me", Ahsoka whispered. "Please." "Of course, little one." Plo's arms came up to wrap around her thin frame, pulling her close to his chest. He felt like safety and home, his many layers of soft robes cradling her while she pressed her face into his sternum. (Tramatized by how was deeply isolated she was on Zygerria, Ahsoka seeks out Master Plo for comfort)