( Given the reputation that precedes the ship's hyperdrive inconsistencies, Kylo is happy to be the one to test the shields as opposed to the alternative. He's flooded with the General's presence, though he's able to keep it turned down to a slight smattering of energy and hostile warmth on the horizon, the task of testing the shields taking up the bulk of his concentration. Kylo does not answer Rey or search out her presence or mind again in the long moments between the alarm sounding and Organa's trace signature through the Force fading to a slight blip on the radar. He certainly makes no move to leave the belly of the ship in order to say goodbye, nor does he cast his attention further outward in search of Skywalker through the throng and mess of the Resistance camp's populace.
Instead he spends a long time trying to figure out why the starboard side's shield is at a lower level of power than the rest of the ship and ultimately concludes that the energy required to complete the loop of power supplied to that side is tied up in other tasks. He's halfway through the process of trying to divert power back to the disengaged shields when Rey gets the drop on him and her thoughts plummet into his head like a meteoroid. )
I'm crushed. You starboard shield is operating at seventy-five percent, so if you come under fire, maybe show them the other side.
( The dark, flat, automatic sarcasm of his tone is exacerbated by the amount of grease that has worked its way under his fingernails and up to his elbows - and high on his forehead as he shoves his hair out of his face, damp with perspiration - and he makes a sharp, grunting sound as the hydrospanner he is using to close up shop gets jammed and requires additional manipulation through the Force in order to bend to the task. Kylo looks forward to being on board this hunk of metal with Chewbacca about as much as can be expected, but he supposes it's a better alternative than trying to share space with the entire armada of people he has betrayed and tried to kill more than once in the last fifteen years.
He's on his way to questioning her about the status of her own goodbyes - FN-2187 primarily - with no small amount of derision when she cuts him off and drops an active bomb in his lap. Rey isn't physically present to see the scowl that darkens his face, but his presence between them flickers and then shutters altogether, in the interest of keeping his emotions quiet as opposed to broadcasting them like a lighthouse in the dark. Kylo realizes too late that his reaction is telling enough. )
I haven't exactly rung his bell in the interest of seeing who's home. ( Kylo gets the sense that the Supreme Leader would not be pleased were he to let the floodgates down long enough for his master to locate him through the Force, and he has made zero effort to search out Snoke since he was so easily able to find them earlier. Closing the paneling, Kylo gets the sense that he knows what she's going to ask him, and it leaves him with the automatic assumption that he has been right about trading one leash for another the entire time. ) Why?
literally have no idea what i am talking about la la la mechanics
Instead he spends a long time trying to figure out why the starboard side's shield is at a lower level of power than the rest of the ship and ultimately concludes that the energy required to complete the loop of power supplied to that side is tied up in other tasks. He's halfway through the process of trying to divert power back to the disengaged shields when Rey gets the drop on him and her thoughts plummet into his head like a meteoroid. )
I'm crushed. You starboard shield is operating at seventy-five percent, so if you come under fire, maybe show them the other side.
( The dark, flat, automatic sarcasm of his tone is exacerbated by the amount of grease that has worked its way under his fingernails and up to his elbows - and high on his forehead as he shoves his hair out of his face, damp with perspiration - and he makes a sharp, grunting sound as the hydrospanner he is using to close up shop gets jammed and requires additional manipulation through the Force in order to bend to the task. Kylo looks forward to being on board this hunk of metal with Chewbacca about as much as can be expected, but he supposes it's a better alternative than trying to share space with the entire armada of people he has betrayed and tried to kill more than once in the last fifteen years.
He's on his way to questioning her about the status of her own goodbyes - FN-2187 primarily - with no small amount of derision when she cuts him off and drops an active bomb in his lap. Rey isn't physically present to see the scowl that darkens his face, but his presence between them flickers and then shutters altogether, in the interest of keeping his emotions quiet as opposed to broadcasting them like a lighthouse in the dark. Kylo realizes too late that his reaction is telling enough. )
I haven't exactly rung his bell in the interest of seeing who's home. ( Kylo gets the sense that the Supreme Leader would not be pleased were he to let the floodgates down long enough for his master to locate him through the Force, and he has made zero effort to search out Snoke since he was so easily able to find them earlier. Closing the paneling, Kylo gets the sense that he knows what she's going to ask him, and it leaves him with the automatic assumption that he has been right about trading one leash for another the entire time. ) Why?