OOM: All the colors of the rainbow

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It's a younger Baze and a even younger Chirrut that rest in the Temple of the Kyber today, with Baze reading aloud from a Jedi text. The air is freezing cold as they recline on woven mats, leading the two acolytes to shiver profusely.

Baze finishes the scroll he was reading and rolls it up, nudging Chirrut in the leg with a foot. "Hey, Chirrut," Baze says. "Are you even paying attention?"

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Baze hooks his fingers around his own tea thermos, popping the top. He takes a long gulp from it before saying anything, trying to order his words.

"Well, red is... red... Red is a color," he finishes, and then tries to give the topic more consideration. "Red is the color of heat. It's the color of peppers in spicy food, or of a burn, or of blood. I know you don't blush, but if you did, that heat in your cheeks would be red."

He toys with his thermos, swishing the liquid back and forth. "And white is the presence of light. It's the opposite of black, which is of darkness. It's the color of clean sheets, or beach sand."