[ Lack of understanding turns to a huff and slips past her lips, blowing loose hair from her face as she marches along beside him. For Rey, it is so simple to identify the moment that shaped her, it has plagued her for so long, that it feels impossible for Kylo not to be able to fix on it. How can a life change so radically without a place to point to and say, "This. This is when"?
Dealing with people has never been her strong suit. Silence is easier. But right now, their success is dependent on her ability to steer him, and their shared ability to crack their hearts open and find the darkness where it hides. ]
Not the first moment, then. [ As she speaks, her tone seems to carry the whirring sounds of her mind working to calculate another route in. At the same time, she watches the ground beneath them, scouring it for glimpses of what might have creeped in even when he was as young as this. ] Show me why you turned away from Luke. What happened to the other Jedi?
[ In her request, she manages not to sound accusatory, though she knows the truth of what he has done already—or can conclude it. Han Solo had willingly confessed that a young Jedi destroyed everything Luke had built; it was not hard to put together, upon seeing them on the bridge, that Ben Solo was the Jedi responsible, turned into a monster and left it all behind him. But he already knows these things. She would not be the first to sling mud and call him a monster for it, and it would not serve their cause here.
Every step she takes prompts a fresh series of questions about whether she's approaching this the right way, if she should have killed him at Starkiller Base or on Corellia, but it was the darkness that whispered that to her, and she had seen what it did to him. She would not allow the same to become of her. ]
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Dealing with people has never been her strong suit. Silence is easier. But right now, their success is dependent on her ability to steer him, and their shared ability to crack their hearts open and find the darkness where it hides. ]
Not the first moment, then. [ As she speaks, her tone seems to carry the whirring sounds of her mind working to calculate another route in. At the same time, she watches the ground beneath them, scouring it for glimpses of what might have creeped in even when he was as young as this. ] Show me why you turned away from Luke. What happened to the other Jedi?
[ In her request, she manages not to sound accusatory, though she knows the truth of what he has done already—or can conclude it. Han Solo had willingly confessed that a young Jedi destroyed everything Luke had built; it was not hard to put together, upon seeing them on the bridge, that Ben Solo was the Jedi responsible, turned into a monster and left it all behind him. But he already knows these things. She would not be the first to sling mud and call him a monster for it, and it would not serve their cause here.
Every step she takes prompts a fresh series of questions about whether she's approaching this the right way, if she should have killed him at Starkiller Base or on Corellia, but it was the darkness that whispered that to her, and she had seen what it did to him. She would not allow the same to become of her. ]