Yoda was always so wise. God, he missed Star Wars. And Yoda. And Luke. And his light saber. He had limited edition figures that were worth millions right now... God, his heart ached to think about it. He missed his stuff. He missed his childhood, even if he'd barely had it. And then, out of nowhere, he was suddenly being hugged.

He was so thrown by it, he didn't know what to do so he just stood there, feeling overwhelmed and his whole body suddenly hyper aware.

He let out a whine like he used to before a melt down and jerked his head back. Nope, nope, he couldn't handle it. He grit his teeth hard.