Oh hell yes. I'm late to the party as always, because I'd printed your fic out to tide me over the waiting-for-a-train-to-materialise bits of the recent strikes, and a what a good decision that was. I must have been the only non-grumpy person in the entire station! :)

Wonderful images, very compelling settings (almost to close for comfort, especially in the non-con scenes. And yes, that's the sign of a good writer when the characters' discomfort rubs off on the reader), and yes, I too had a tear in my eye just before the epilogue. Predictably, I loved your Qui-Gon, and am happy that they will at least enjoy a modicum of comfort in each other for what time they ahve left.

Nope, you still haven't lost it. Not one iota of it.