[ she doesn't dress it up. discussing it seems to cause her less pain now. when she says it, she looks up at him, realizing with a frown that he isn't looking at her. he's somewhere else. but then, he always is. her fingers itch. she curls them tighter against the material of her sash instead of reaching out. ]
It was the way he talked about you.
[ and the way that it also applied to her. her breath, still heavy from her crying, slowly starts to even out as she accepts this. she doesn't feel afraid to admit this similarity to him, as she has in so many other contexts.
of course, kylo ren is a monster. and if she's like him … isn't she? she studies his face. he probably hopes so. he'd probably very much like for her to be the same kind of monster he is. ]
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[ she doesn't dress it up. discussing it seems to cause her less pain now. when she says it, she looks up at him, realizing with a frown that he isn't looking at her. he's somewhere else. but then, he always is. her fingers itch. she curls them tighter against the material of her sash instead of reaching out. ]
It was the way he talked about you.
[ and the way that it also applied to her. her breath, still heavy from her crying, slowly starts to even out as she accepts this. she doesn't feel afraid to admit this similarity to him, as she has in so many other contexts.
of course, kylo ren is a monster. and if she's like him … isn't she? she studies his face. he probably hopes so. he'd probably very much like for her to be the same kind of monster he is. ]