There is always a weapon. And no originality therein. ( His tone offers no condolences for the First Order's distinct lack of taste, drier than sinking fields of sand and arid wind that Rey would be equally familiar with. He hadn't been given the luxury of permission to air his personal grievances with Starkiller Base in the moments leading up to its firing or in the aftermath of the Hosnian System's eradication, but silence hadn't meant that he supported it, not that this was a fact that had parried favor with Resistance leaders other than Organa or Skywalker and not that it mattered when billions of people were alive one minute and simply gone the next. No matter what his decisions, no matter what path he had taken, the absolute and total destruction of an entire planet is a pain that doesn't leave a person's voice in whatever iteration, and regardless of his personal feelings toward Leia Organa, that fact and her legendary perseverance in spite of it is not something that Kylo Ren forgot even once Ben Solo had fallen quiet.
He shares her interest in politics of that magnitude, at least, and if they are well suited anywhere, it's in that. Not for lack of understanding - and despite the bored note in Rey's tone, Kylo suspects that she understands more than she might be aware of - but because the direction that they are standing is of an entirely different set of coordinates from everyone else's. What he does not share is her interest in her friends, but Kylo supposes that's part of what being a unit in this capacity involves, and he manages not to sound too uninterested in the topic despite his much more candid interest in her hand closing around the fractured kyber crystal. ) Between the three of them, they're certainly capable. I would even be willing to admit that they're efficient, although don't repeat it to them. I don't think there are many fainting lounges on this planet.
( In lieu of a more helpful or concerned response, Kylo turns his face toward the rounded rise of her shoulder and presses the closed line of his mouth to it, the rough scrape of linen warm and earthy-smelling underneath his nose as he studies where her fingers enclose around his saber. He lifts his chin half a beat later and tests the material of her hemline between his thumb and forefinger as he asks - ) Have you given any thought or discussion to building your own? Not now, obviously, but at some point in the near future.
i wish it was just a cruel joke year. and now debbie reynolds has had a stroke?? my god
He shares her interest in politics of that magnitude, at least, and if they are well suited anywhere, it's in that. Not for lack of understanding - and despite the bored note in Rey's tone, Kylo suspects that she understands more than she might be aware of - but because the direction that they are standing is of an entirely different set of coordinates from everyone else's. What he does not share is her interest in her friends, but Kylo supposes that's part of what being a unit in this capacity involves, and he manages not to sound too uninterested in the topic despite his much more candid interest in her hand closing around the fractured kyber crystal. ) Between the three of them, they're certainly capable. I would even be willing to admit that they're efficient, although don't repeat it to them. I don't think there are many fainting lounges on this planet.
( In lieu of a more helpful or concerned response, Kylo turns his face toward the rounded rise of her shoulder and presses the closed line of his mouth to it, the rough scrape of linen warm and earthy-smelling underneath his nose as he studies where her fingers enclose around his saber. He lifts his chin half a beat later and tests the material of her hemline between his thumb and forefinger as he asks - ) Have you given any thought or discussion to building your own? Not now, obviously, but at some point in the near future.