[ The bratty irreverence with which she had recounted Luke's reminder crumbled away into a quiet sort of awe as she looked back at him, hesitating. Pulsing through the mental tether that drew them hence was the awareness that he shouldn't be telling her any of this. He wasn't her teacher, and for her to take interest in learning it from anyone else undermined Luke, dismissed his decisions in how to order her training out of hand.
She held his gaze for a moment, searching his freckled face for some confirmation that he realized it.
But all he could do was offer: the decision remained her own, and Rey made it the moment she turned away from him to look back down at the tabletop where the fragments of the rest of his lightsaber lay. She picked up the conductive plate and turned it over in her hand. Luckily—or perhaps unluckily—she had no better ideas on what the inner schematics were supposed to look like, so the combustibility was beyond her awareness. ]
What shape is it supposed to be in? [ It's not meant to be an insult, but honestly 'a little warped' is generous and it's no wonder, seeing that it has plasma burns marring one side. She glances back at him, muffling a teasing smile. ]
it is the only functional coping mechanism tbh
She held his gaze for a moment, searching his freckled face for some confirmation that he realized it.
But all he could do was offer: the decision remained her own, and Rey made it the moment she turned away from him to look back down at the tabletop where the fragments of the rest of his lightsaber lay. She picked up the conductive plate and turned it over in her hand. Luckily—or perhaps unluckily—she had no better ideas on what the inner schematics were supposed to look like, so the combustibility was beyond her awareness. ]
What shape is it supposed to be in? [ It's not meant to be an insult, but honestly 'a little warped' is generous and it's no wonder, seeing that it has plasma burns marring one side. She glances back at him, muffling a teasing smile. ]