[ he's shutting her out. his fists twitch and clench like they're trying to force her away, and he won't say anything. she can't do anything with that. standing there unarmed with him ready to charge her with two lightsabers, that should have been the height of comparable powerlessness, but somehow the steel wall she comes up against here is worse.
she can't do anything if he won't even speak. ]
Please don't shut me out.
[ there's something raw about the way she makes that plea. more vulnerable than she had been before. a fight is a fight, but this is about a feeling. her fingers no longer try to dig at his hands, but instead rest beneath his fists, palms open in offering and brushing his knuckles as if waiting for him to accept. ]
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she can't do anything if he won't even speak. ]
Please don't shut me out.
[ there's something raw about the way she makes that plea. more vulnerable than she had been before. a fight is a fight, but this is about a feeling. her fingers no longer try to dig at his hands, but instead rest beneath his fists, palms open in offering and brushing his knuckles as if waiting for him to accept. ]