[ The ache of emptiness washes in to replace the tight frustration she feels emanating from him for an instant through the Force, and Rey sighs, winding down knobs once she’s satisfied that the ship will at least make it to lightspeed. The journey back, and its ability to hold together while the pressure of space buffets against it is another story.
Sitting back in her pilot’s seat, she stares out the window, searching for answers that don’t await her there. No one, she has come to realize, has the answers for themselves, and there certainly isn’t anyone with extra to go around that they might share with her. Chewie approaches from behind her in the cockpit and tilts his head in silent question, to which she shakes her head discouragingly. ]
Get us going. I’ll only be a moment. [ That’s a lie, and they both know it. A dissatisfied growl rumbles out of the back of the wookiee’s throat, but Rey pushes one palm onto the headrest of her seat and navigates past him in the narrow space out of the cockpit to search Kylo down where he assesses the shields.
She won’t be muscling her way into his mind for this. She knows what she’s asking. If he chooses to assent, it will be on his own part, not because she influenced him.
It takes only a few moments for the steady thud of her footsteps to carry her into the doorway behind him, and she leans up against it with her arms crossed, lounging with more casual comfort than she feels. ]
Because you can save the Resistance. [ It’s clear in her disposition that were it her, she would feel a responsibility to do so: there is no debate whether or not it would be something worth doing. She would set herself on fire just to see the Resistance see another day to push its goals out because she believes that the General is the best bet for the galaxy, that Poe and Finn can get the job done. ]
However you choose to do it—you can gloat on your escape, you can slip and let him see what he believes is General Organa on this ship with you—but if you do, you’d ensure that this works. Save Corellia another battle.
[ She’s seen the dark corners of his mind, knows what it feels like to have Snoke inhabit them, to have to push back against it just to self-actualize in making a decision, but that only makes her more assured that this is the right choice, more hopeful that he will see it through. ]
It would be dangerous. You’d be giving him a way in and throwing their full efforts into pursuing us.
[ She won’t pretend it’s not, won’t do him the disservice of pretending she can manipulate him to ignore those facts and feels no need to manipulate him in the first place. But there’s optimism in the appeal her eyes make to him. ]
Me always with Star Wars worldbuilding tbh so I feel you. Consumes EU at a glacial pace.
Sitting back in her pilot’s seat, she stares out the window, searching for answers that don’t await her there. No one, she has come to realize, has the answers for themselves, and there certainly isn’t anyone with extra to go around that they might share with her. Chewie approaches from behind her in the cockpit and tilts his head in silent question, to which she shakes her head discouragingly. ]
Get us going. I’ll only be a moment. [ That’s a lie, and they both know it. A dissatisfied growl rumbles out of the back of the wookiee’s throat, but Rey pushes one palm onto the headrest of her seat and navigates past him in the narrow space out of the cockpit to search Kylo down where he assesses the shields.
She won’t be muscling her way into his mind for this. She knows what she’s asking. If he chooses to assent, it will be on his own part, not because she influenced him.
It takes only a few moments for the steady thud of her footsteps to carry her into the doorway behind him, and she leans up against it with her arms crossed, lounging with more casual comfort than she feels. ]
Because you can save the Resistance. [ It’s clear in her disposition that were it her, she would feel a responsibility to do so: there is no debate whether or not it would be something worth doing. She would set herself on fire just to see the Resistance see another day to push its goals out because she believes that the General is the best bet for the galaxy, that Poe and Finn can get the job done. ]
However you choose to do it—you can gloat on your escape, you can slip and let him see what he believes is General Organa on this ship with you—but if you do, you’d ensure that this works. Save Corellia another battle.
[ She’s seen the dark corners of his mind, knows what it feels like to have Snoke inhabit them, to have to push back against it just to self-actualize in making a decision, but that only makes her more assured that this is the right choice, more hopeful that he will see it through. ]
It would be dangerous. You’d be giving him a way in and throwing their full efforts into pursuing us.
[ She won’t pretend it’s not, won’t do him the disservice of pretending she can manipulate him to ignore those facts and feels no need to manipulate him in the first place. But there’s optimism in the appeal her eyes make to him. ]