( Kylo does not roll his eyes but the idea and the threat of doing so is there. Yes, you're very tough and capable, I know, he thinks, before he has the wherewithal to consider the possibility that it might be broadcasted beyond the wall of his own mental constructs. Despite the fact that he has lived far longer than Rey with the knowledge that his thoughts are not always necessarily private, it will still take some getting used to when it comes to her. The bigger items deserving of secrecy and shadows are easier to disguise, to draw the curtain across, but the smaller, seemingly private thoughts that flit from one corner of his mind to the next, unbidden and barely formed for their brevity, are something altogether different. )
I know you're going to be ready. ( Kylo goes ahead and says it anyway, in some form, assuming that jumping ahead of the beast is better than being caught underfoot and unawares. ) I have about as much desire to draw you into a debate about it as I do to stick my head in a nexu's mouth.
( That of course does nothing to soothe the nagging feeling in the back of his mind that neither of them will be ready when the time comes. Rey's vision seems to lend credence to the fact that she, at least, will find herself at a disadvantage in some capacity. Never mind the apparent conflict of interest that exists as his inability to choose a side as it relates to where he stands and what he does in both his dream and what Rey has seen in a more solidified manner. The Knights or Rey. The Order or the Resistance. Snoke or himself. Sitting in the hold as the ship hurtles toward Mandalore, Kylo likes to think that he's sure of himself enough to say one way or the other, but he knows without having to cross-examine it that it's a notion that's never been true. )
Don't let it make you overconfident. ( His tone meanders toward a warning, but there's also latent annoyance threaded through it as a result of that desire to roll his eyes at her, the barb tossed her way only seconds prior, flat and sarcastic and unimpressed. ) He might be a pain in the ass but even at his worst, he's still a real opponent. All of the Knights are, and they won't go down easy.
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I know you're going to be ready. ( Kylo goes ahead and says it anyway, in some form, assuming that jumping ahead of the beast is better than being caught underfoot and unawares. ) I have about as much desire to draw you into a debate about it as I do to stick my head in a nexu's mouth.
( That of course does nothing to soothe the nagging feeling in the back of his mind that neither of them will be ready when the time comes. Rey's vision seems to lend credence to the fact that she, at least, will find herself at a disadvantage in some capacity. Never mind the apparent conflict of interest that exists as his inability to choose a side as it relates to where he stands and what he does in both his dream and what Rey has seen in a more solidified manner. The Knights or Rey. The Order or the Resistance. Snoke or himself. Sitting in the hold as the ship hurtles toward Mandalore, Kylo likes to think that he's sure of himself enough to say one way or the other, but he knows without having to cross-examine it that it's a notion that's never been true. )
Don't let it make you overconfident. ( His tone meanders toward a warning, but there's also latent annoyance threaded through it as a result of that desire to roll his eyes at her, the barb tossed her way only seconds prior, flat and sarcastic and unimpressed. ) He might be a pain in the ass but even at his worst, he's still a real opponent. All of the Knights are, and they won't go down easy.