[ If Rey glided to the ground, Ren clattered like breaking glass. He came down with such force that Rey stepped back quite suddenly, ready to clear herself of the blast radius when he tumbled, but he caught himself at the last minute so that the worst of the force was absorbed in his knees instead of spread out in a stumble and fall.
It felt reassuring somehow to watch him fail, as though she hadn't already cut him down and wrangled him enough times to reassure herself that the buffed sheen of his exterior was an illusion.
When she caught his gaze, she held it for a moment, considered a smug aside, but eventually settled on the safe assumption that whatever freeing sense of relief and superiority she got from his indignity would be conveyed to him without the trouble of words—finally, she had found a pleasant side-effect to the bond between them. It was petty of her, and for a moment she deigned to bask in it.
The ghost of a smile touched her lips, present only in her eyes and the barest sliver of the corners of her mouth, and she turned away from him, calmly leading the way from the edge of the cliff without another word on the subject. ]
There are protocols in place for when the Resistance is forced to scatter like this. Encoded missives with coordinates for a relay point. [ The closer they drifted towards the Falcon, the lighter she felt. Decades of sand had washed off quick. The short day's grime felt heavy on her skin now. ] But …
[ She glanced back at him, wondering if he'd already drawn the same conclusions. There was every chance they'd assumed a betrayal on Hapes, second-guessed Kylo Ren's short leash, and decided they were better off without risking contact with the young Force-users. And Rey, a second mistake. If he hadn't, it was writ across her face now. ]
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It felt reassuring somehow to watch him fail, as though she hadn't already cut him down and wrangled him enough times to reassure herself that the buffed sheen of his exterior was an illusion.
When she caught his gaze, she held it for a moment, considered a smug aside, but eventually settled on the safe assumption that whatever freeing sense of relief and superiority she got from his indignity would be conveyed to him without the trouble of words—finally, she had found a pleasant side-effect to the bond between them. It was petty of her, and for a moment she deigned to bask in it.
The ghost of a smile touched her lips, present only in her eyes and the barest sliver of the corners of her mouth, and she turned away from him, calmly leading the way from the edge of the cliff without another word on the subject. ]
There are protocols in place for when the Resistance is forced to scatter like this. Encoded missives with coordinates for a relay point. [ The closer they drifted towards the Falcon, the lighter she felt. Decades of sand had washed off quick. The short day's grime felt heavy on her skin now. ] But …
[ She glanced back at him, wondering if he'd already drawn the same conclusions. There was every chance they'd assumed a betrayal on Hapes, second-guessed Kylo Ren's short leash, and decided they were better off without risking contact with the young Force-users. And Rey, a second mistake. If he hadn't, it was writ across her face now. ]