[He watches her move, observant and still as confused as ever, doubling when she approaches him and opts to sit beside him. The entire process is done in silence, and even as she curls in on herself, he finds himself struggling to analyze exactly what was going on.
It hits him at all once, as he replays their conversations. Understanding. Yes, that was it. It was the same thing that had drawn them to their vision in the first place. Initially, he’d believed it a hungering curiosity on both ends but no. It was more than that. She was grieving the truth: that she had no family legacy waiting for her. He was also grieving the truth: that Snoke had merely been using his power, and would crush him the instant he was no longer useful.
It sits heavy in his stomach, and thickens the wall of silence. Was that the end of their conversation? Was reaffirmation all she had wanted out of him?
He doesn’t know what to do with this. But in backtracking their conversation, he remembers something. His gaze resets forward, to the door of the room, so he does not have to confront anything else.]
You said that he thought you were a monster.
[She isn’t. He is. There are things he would do that he is still not certain she would — she was still clinging to her past.]
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It hits him at all once, as he replays their conversations. Understanding. Yes, that was it. It was the same thing that had drawn them to their vision in the first place. Initially, he’d believed it a hungering curiosity on both ends but no. It was more than that. She was grieving the truth: that she had no family legacy waiting for her. He was also grieving the truth: that Snoke had merely been using his power, and would crush him the instant he was no longer useful.
It sits heavy in his stomach, and thickens the wall of silence. Was that the end of their conversation? Was reaffirmation all she had wanted out of him?
He doesn’t know what to do with this. But in backtracking their conversation, he remembers something. His gaze resets forward, to the door of the room, so he does not have to confront anything else.]
You said that he thought you were a monster.
[She isn’t. He is. There are things he would do that he is still not certain she would — she was still clinging to her past.]
Did you tell him?