( He makes a noise of acknowledgement directed toward her initial comment but doesn't technically respond to it, letting her interpret what she will. Nothing he could say would be any evidence to the contrary, besides, and he has moves to make in his own right, nudging one of his rear creatures a couple of spaces to the left as he strikes out during his own turn. It's too earlier for tactical advantage or aggressive maneuvers, at least until he sees what angle Rey plays and what her overall strategy might be, and his overall intent is to demonstrate rather than decimate.
Her turn again, he leans back into the concave fold of the sofa and drops his hands in his lap. )
I'm sure that he would if you asked him.
( Maybe. It's a large assumption of character to make about someone he doesn't even know anymore. Rey has better insight into her co-pilots whims and desires than Kylo ever will, and more even than that, she cares enough to wonder, to worry. He exists in the metal cage of their current predicament as a passenger, acutely aware of the topic of discussion that awaits him should he choose to engage in whatever way, while they hurtle through hyperspace or after they've landed on Hapes. It's been months and still the prospect seems too ragged, the responsibility and guilt in his actions too bright and eclipsing to do anyone any favors. The particulars of that line of thinking draw him into himself, turning him quiet as they game progresses and unfolds in a series of moves and glitching animations. At one point, Kylo's Houjix takes one step forward and then disappears completely out of view. When it emerges, it's on Rey's side of the board, occupying the same square as one of her own pieces. )
much more useful than my first class of the day that's for sure
Her turn again, he leans back into the concave fold of the sofa and drops his hands in his lap. )
I'm sure that he would if you asked him.
( Maybe. It's a large assumption of character to make about someone he doesn't even know anymore. Rey has better insight into her co-pilots whims and desires than Kylo ever will, and more even than that, she cares enough to wonder, to worry. He exists in the metal cage of their current predicament as a passenger, acutely aware of the topic of discussion that awaits him should he choose to engage in whatever way, while they hurtle through hyperspace or after they've landed on Hapes. It's been months and still the prospect seems too ragged, the responsibility and guilt in his actions too bright and eclipsing to do anyone any favors. The particulars of that line of thinking draw him into himself, turning him quiet as they game progresses and unfolds in a series of moves and glitching animations. At one point, Kylo's Houjix takes one step forward and then disappears completely out of view. When it emerges, it's on Rey's side of the board, occupying the same square as one of her own pieces. )
This is ridiculous.