( Kylo glances over only at the rustling sound her movement causes, eyes skipping immediately from the sweaty contours of her face down to where her hand rests on the bag at her waist. The thought of repelling down the rockface in that moment brings with it about as much delight as scaling it had in the first place, and after curling his hand into a fist to test the tightness of tendons and bones, he stretches his hand along the elevated length of his thigh as he bends his knee and plants one foot against the ground. Dressing it has certainly done him some favors - as has Rey's attention to her own injuries, which he can still perceive through the sheen of his own shoddy focus, uninterested in shutting her out entirely when their mutual survival hinges on their ability not only to cooperate with one another but to be just as aware - but it will only continue to slow him down the longer they remain here.
For a moment he considers asking her if she has any experience with healing - he certainly doesn't, for reasons that are as obvious as they are insipid - but ultimately resigns himself to bacta and bandages for as long as it takes them to return to the Resistance. A wave of apprehension bordering on nausea threatens to overtake him, and Kylo lets his curled hand fall back to the ground in the vague intimation of slamming a fist into something, the effect somewhat lost with the rapidity of his breathing slowing to something approaching normal. Lying on the ground now affords time and thoughts he has been successfully distracting himself from the opportunity to catch up with him. What will happen when she brings him back to the Resistance? He's too exhausted to rightfully consider anything beyond the inevitable, and it rings with a hollow resignation in his own head, even as he pushes himself to his elbows. )
Are you planning on putting me on your back the way you did on Corellia? ( It's not a real question, as evidenced by his haste to cover it up by pushing himself fully into a sitting position, legs bent at long, bracketed angles out in front of him. Now that he can see the entirety of the valley below, it is actually quite the view, but he hasn't taken stock or consideration of anything that frivolous since long before he left to join Skywalker as a child. ) I get the impression - ( He begins after a quiet moment, pushing his hair out of a damp, sweaty face, and beginning to tug his gloves off. ) - that there won't be a second wave. Aurren Ren may have tailed Ji to this location in an effort to steal some of her perceived glory in being the one to dismantle us, or they may have collaborated in an effort to see the job done. But Ji would be unlikely to share any news of a lead until she could investigate it for herself. She's too determined, and too proud.
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For a moment he considers asking her if she has any experience with healing - he certainly doesn't, for reasons that are as obvious as they are insipid - but ultimately resigns himself to bacta and bandages for as long as it takes them to return to the Resistance. A wave of apprehension bordering on nausea threatens to overtake him, and Kylo lets his curled hand fall back to the ground in the vague intimation of slamming a fist into something, the effect somewhat lost with the rapidity of his breathing slowing to something approaching normal. Lying on the ground now affords time and thoughts he has been successfully distracting himself from the opportunity to catch up with him. What will happen when she brings him back to the Resistance? He's too exhausted to rightfully consider anything beyond the inevitable, and it rings with a hollow resignation in his own head, even as he pushes himself to his elbows. )
Are you planning on putting me on your back the way you did on Corellia? ( It's not a real question, as evidenced by his haste to cover it up by pushing himself fully into a sitting position, legs bent at long, bracketed angles out in front of him. Now that he can see the entirety of the valley below, it is actually quite the view, but he hasn't taken stock or consideration of anything that frivolous since long before he left to join Skywalker as a child. ) I get the impression - ( He begins after a quiet moment, pushing his hair out of a damp, sweaty face, and beginning to tug his gloves off. ) - that there won't be a second wave. Aurren Ren may have tailed Ji to this location in an effort to steal some of her perceived glory in being the one to dismantle us, or they may have collaborated in an effort to see the job done. But Ji would be unlikely to share any news of a lead until she could investigate it for herself. She's too determined, and too proud.