( He is wiping grease from his hands with a rag that is itself more grease than rag, trying to smear some of the oily blackness away with whatever amorphous blob of tan fabric he can find, when Rey comes around the corner and leans in the doorway. Her posture is all wrong, a plea bargain for nonchalance when tension spits in the air like live wires, and Kylo lets his eyes linger for a moment on the arms that she slings across her midsection, closing her off even while she tries to broach this particular topic with manipulated ease.
What she's asking him to do is a clear reflection of her own state of mind, and he finds himself more than a little annoyed by it. It's not her head that the Supreme Leader has just been forced out of. It's not her head that has served as a cradle for the cold, alien touch of Snoke's long reach all these years. Just because she walked around inside of his mind and had the Supreme Leader take a look at her and find her potential enticing does not give her the credibility required to present this to him with no alternative. Her loyalty to the Resistance and her own opinions of what she would do stamp themselves plainly in what she asks of him now, and Kylo visibly bristles at the suggestion. Not in fear or apprehension or any word that might denote trepidation at what she suggests, but in something that looks a lot like thinly veiled resentment at her perceived ignorance. )
You were so adamant about getting him out. Now you want to give him a surefire way back inside. ( Kylo crowds her, rubbing viciously at a spot of grease on the inside of his wrist until his skin is bright red with futility. He gets the sense that her plan won't work with as much ease as she's expecting it to, and the look that he levels her with says as much, though he feels the need to extrapolate in the interest of getting them on the same page. ) The amount of power that I have, what I've shown you already, you do realize that it's nothing compared to what the Supreme Leader is capable of, don't you?
( It's a rhetorical question, especially as he's well aware that she recognizes the potential risks involved in inviting Snoke back into his mind. Their truce is shaky at best, now, and he's hesitant to call it even that until he is out of immediate and personal physical danger, and he is uncertain of what will happen if he lets down the barriers that he has been maintaining since leaving the bunker and the weak fortress of their conjoined minds, wandering through Yavin IV.
He can weave a lie, though; he's sure of it. He had successfully - as far as he knew - colored his encounter with Rey on Yaga Minor to camouflage the bright splash of her existence in that memory, to water down what had transpired there and hide it from Snoke like hoarding a precious stone or metal. Kylo is confident in his ability to generate some false truth to the reality of what is really happening when the Millennium Falcon breaks atmo and slingshots into the far reaches of the galaxy, but he knows - just as he knows that Snoke's presence in his mind when he and Rey had cleaved the connection earlier in the day - that it will not be as simple as that. There is something, some hidden threat lurking in a shadow that won't be revealed until the light is shined higher. More than his own ability to craft deception in the interest of saving his own skin and the Resistance's, as a consequence, he is sure of Snoke's superiority. )
I'm not afraid of their pursuit. ( And he isn't. If she tries to suss out lies or hidden fears from him in the interest of determining whether or not he's telling the truth, that will stand out bright and constant both in his tone of voice and the underlying reality of his thoughts. ) And I have no interest in remaining on this planet while the Resistance waits to decide what it's going to do with itself should the First Order decide the weather and regrouping efforts are of no consequence. If this is the strategy that you have in mind, if this is the only strategy that General Organa can slap together, then it's the only strategy. ( He holds out the filthy rag for Rey to take, his hand and forearms still streaked up to his elbows. ) But you need to ready yourself for the consequences.
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What she's asking him to do is a clear reflection of her own state of mind, and he finds himself more than a little annoyed by it. It's not her head that the Supreme Leader has just been forced out of. It's not her head that has served as a cradle for the cold, alien touch of Snoke's long reach all these years. Just because she walked around inside of his mind and had the Supreme Leader take a look at her and find her potential enticing does not give her the credibility required to present this to him with no alternative. Her loyalty to the Resistance and her own opinions of what she would do stamp themselves plainly in what she asks of him now, and Kylo visibly bristles at the suggestion. Not in fear or apprehension or any word that might denote trepidation at what she suggests, but in something that looks a lot like thinly veiled resentment at her perceived ignorance. )
You were so adamant about getting him out. Now you want to give him a surefire way back inside. ( Kylo crowds her, rubbing viciously at a spot of grease on the inside of his wrist until his skin is bright red with futility. He gets the sense that her plan won't work with as much ease as she's expecting it to, and the look that he levels her with says as much, though he feels the need to extrapolate in the interest of getting them on the same page. ) The amount of power that I have, what I've shown you already, you do realize that it's nothing compared to what the Supreme Leader is capable of, don't you?
( It's a rhetorical question, especially as he's well aware that she recognizes the potential risks involved in inviting Snoke back into his mind. Their truce is shaky at best, now, and he's hesitant to call it even that until he is out of immediate and personal physical danger, and he is uncertain of what will happen if he lets down the barriers that he has been maintaining since leaving the bunker and the weak fortress of their conjoined minds, wandering through Yavin IV.
He can weave a lie, though; he's sure of it. He had successfully - as far as he knew - colored his encounter with Rey on Yaga Minor to camouflage the bright splash of her existence in that memory, to water down what had transpired there and hide it from Snoke like hoarding a precious stone or metal. Kylo is confident in his ability to generate some false truth to the reality of what is really happening when the Millennium Falcon breaks atmo and slingshots into the far reaches of the galaxy, but he knows - just as he knows that Snoke's presence in his mind when he and Rey had cleaved the connection earlier in the day - that it will not be as simple as that. There is something, some hidden threat lurking in a shadow that won't be revealed until the light is shined higher. More than his own ability to craft deception in the interest of saving his own skin and the Resistance's, as a consequence, he is sure of Snoke's superiority. )
I'm not afraid of their pursuit. ( And he isn't. If she tries to suss out lies or hidden fears from him in the interest of determining whether or not he's telling the truth, that will stand out bright and constant both in his tone of voice and the underlying reality of his thoughts. ) And I have no interest in remaining on this planet while the Resistance waits to decide what it's going to do with itself should the First Order decide the weather and regrouping efforts are of no consequence. If this is the strategy that you have in mind, if this is the only strategy that General Organa can slap together, then it's the only strategy. ( He holds out the filthy rag for Rey to take, his hand and forearms still streaked up to his elbows. ) But you need to ready yourself for the consequences.