[ For a moment, Rey feels a flicker of something she doesn't quite recognize in him, lifts her head and turns her gaze to scrutinize him while he reflects on the impossibility of her escape from Jakku, but doesn't delve telepathically deeper than the feeling. Confusion knits her brows together, narrows her eyes, but the white streaks of stars through hyperspace fade and leave them in the black hollow of the seam between the Outer and Mid Rim.
She brushes it off quickly, turning her attention out the front window with his warning, her eyes darting back and forth between the space that stretches endlessly before them, the planet coming into sight as a speck among dust and debris, and the radar in the instrument panel, blipping with the deceptive pleasantry of non-recognition.
Kylo Ren's judgment supersedes the passive assertion of the device. ]
Yes, thank you, you've said that plenty of times today. Is this all you do? Throw out vague and bleak fortunes like some kind of conman with a deck of cards.
[ She guides them around floating rocks, and it occurs to her only on the other side of it that the blank radar in and of itself is suspicious. Looking down, her brow furrows with second thought. For there to be no ships in space this close to Mandalore … surely someone must always be coming and going, but it was coming up empty, as if something were jamming them or cloaking everything else. Her head turns fully to pin Kylo Ren to his seat. ] You're going to need to be more specific. Fast. We can't rely on scanning equipment. Something's disrupting it.
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She brushes it off quickly, turning her attention out the front window with his warning, her eyes darting back and forth between the space that stretches endlessly before them, the planet coming into sight as a speck among dust and debris, and the radar in the instrument panel, blipping with the deceptive pleasantry of non-recognition.
Kylo Ren's judgment supersedes the passive assertion of the device. ]
Yes, thank you, you've said that plenty of times today. Is this all you do? Throw out vague and bleak fortunes like some kind of conman with a deck of cards.
[ She guides them around floating rocks, and it occurs to her only on the other side of it that the blank radar in and of itself is suspicious. Looking down, her brow furrows with second thought. For there to be no ships in space this close to Mandalore … surely someone must always be coming and going, but it was coming up empty, as if something were jamming them or cloaking everything else. Her head turns fully to pin Kylo Ren to his seat. ] You're going to need to be more specific. Fast. We can't rely on scanning equipment. Something's disrupting it.