[ Dark eyes search the memory-summoned scenery with the immersive interest of a newcomer, poring over every detail, not for the truth of him, but for the truth of something she has not encountered before. An adventure, a safe haven, an escape. Questions burn fresh in her mind, and she finds herself subconsciously searching for fresh or flowing water.
There are no songs in the trees, no chirps of birds. The rustle of leaves in a soft breeze welcomes them as travelers from a long journey, offering them rest and some final sense of peace. The crunch of earth joins it in chorus as they move, and she understands then. Hidden under the nature sounds, there are no whispers. No dark shadows licking at their heels.
He was ready.
Even preoccupied with the particulars of their task, he finds clarity of mind in the forests of Yavin IV, and Rey feels a strange surge of pride in witnessing it. A ghost of a smile fits her lips as she looks up at him, not fond but still pleasant. It blinks away as she replies. ]
Everything that pulled you to the darkness. [ Her calm makes a Herculean labor sound like falling off a log. Despite this, she knows how much she asks of him, and she would not ask it if she weren't prepared to consign herself to share whatever fate becomes of their efforts. The slide into the darkness is easy, just as the pull to the light is strong. Resisting either, finding a path between the two, takes strength of will, one that she believes she has seen in him. ]
The best way to break its grip on you must be to determine whatever allowed it to seize you in the first place. [ This is codified bullshit, like most things that have come out of Rey's mouth since she scrambled to find her way off Jakku with BB-8 and Finn in tow. So although she sounds committed and certain, it's not rooted in knowledge or experience—barely more than a guess, really. ] I think you're ready to begin.
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There are no songs in the trees, no chirps of birds. The rustle of leaves in a soft breeze welcomes them as travelers from a long journey, offering them rest and some final sense of peace. The crunch of earth joins it in chorus as they move, and she understands then. Hidden under the nature sounds, there are no whispers. No dark shadows licking at their heels.
He was ready.
Even preoccupied with the particulars of their task, he finds clarity of mind in the forests of Yavin IV, and Rey feels a strange surge of pride in witnessing it. A ghost of a smile fits her lips as she looks up at him, not fond but still pleasant. It blinks away as she replies. ]
Everything that pulled you to the darkness. [ Her calm makes a Herculean labor sound like falling off a log. Despite this, she knows how much she asks of him, and she would not ask it if she weren't prepared to consign herself to share whatever fate becomes of their efforts. The slide into the darkness is easy, just as the pull to the light is strong. Resisting either, finding a path between the two, takes strength of will, one that she believes she has seen in him. ]
The best way to break its grip on you must be to determine whatever allowed it to seize you in the first place. [ This is codified bullshit, like most things that have come out of Rey's mouth since she scrambled to find her way off Jakku with BB-8 and Finn in tow. So although she sounds committed and certain, it's not rooted in knowledge or experience—barely more than a guess, really. ] I think you're ready to begin.