[ —with confidence, not because their last battle had ended with her standing on one edge of a gaping precipice, Kylo battered and on his back on the opposite side. It's part instinctual, part vaguely untrustworthy fact: the first time they'd met like this, in their minds, intangibly, he'd said as much, pointing out that she'd been the one with to grasp the upper hand and wield that primal calm with alarming ease. And she certainly hasn't forgotten, a distracting thought in those quiet moments before sleep, not alone in a vast wasteland of sand but surrounded by people she can call friend. It's possible that he has a point; maybe she isn't no one anymore, and maybe she never was.
Convincing him she's both unafraid and not looking for a fight is likely easier said than done, feeling that ripple of displeasure roiled back to her in response to her cautious touch, not meant to be a show of power but some offhanded display of goodwill, truthfully a little irritated by the response despite her understanding. Rey will still hold to the matter of the fact that he'd been the one stalking her across star systems, he abducted her, he forced his way into her mind and pursued her and Finn to the surface of the base. In short, this is all entirely his fault, and she lets it be known to Kylo, begrudgingly. ]
This isn't some thrill-seeking adventure, Ren. Do you want to talk or not? Last chance. [ This time, she opens her mind enough to allow him to pinpoint her exact location, extremely brief but accurate before she clamps down on the bond and moves, zipping through an empty alley way to the next street over and up; not a game of cat and mouse but a declaration: I'm here, and I'm not afraid of you. ]
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[ —with confidence, not because their last battle had ended with her standing on one edge of a gaping precipice, Kylo battered and on his back on the opposite side. It's part instinctual, part vaguely untrustworthy fact: the first time they'd met like this, in their minds, intangibly, he'd said as much, pointing out that she'd been the one with to grasp the upper hand and wield that primal calm with alarming ease. And she certainly hasn't forgotten, a distracting thought in those quiet moments before sleep, not alone in a vast wasteland of sand but surrounded by people she can call friend. It's possible that he has a point; maybe she isn't no one anymore, and maybe she never was.
Convincing him she's both unafraid and not looking for a fight is likely easier said than done, feeling that ripple of displeasure roiled back to her in response to her cautious touch, not meant to be a show of power but some offhanded display of goodwill, truthfully a little irritated by the response despite her understanding. Rey will still hold to the matter of the fact that he'd been the one stalking her across star systems, he abducted her, he forced his way into her mind and pursued her and Finn to the surface of the base. In short, this is all entirely his fault, and she lets it be known to Kylo, begrudgingly. ]
This isn't some thrill-seeking adventure, Ren. Do you want to talk or not? Last chance. [ This time, she opens her mind enough to allow him to pinpoint her exact location, extremely brief but accurate before she clamps down on the bond and moves, zipping through an empty alley way to the next street over and up; not a game of cat and mouse but a declaration: I'm here, and I'm not afraid of you. ]