[Before she can get far, his hand shoots out to grab her upper arm. She might have the will to leave this here, but he does not -- where she is strong, he is weak. He knows what the Force has shown them. He knows what he doesn't want.
This time, he is looking at her. His lightsaber remains abandoned in the grass.]
Before you go.
[His tone doesn't change (though he is quiet), for he seems resigned that he's not going to change her mind on this. He knows he wants to ask something, but phrasing the question is -- hard. It might be impossible. But he's going to try.]
Is this it?
[He has to know. Was everything she had given him conditional on returning him to the Light? This agenda she had -- how much of it was duty, how much of it was naivety, and how much was it genuine?
Maybe if she walks away for good, it will get easier. The conflict will lessen, and he will be able to do the same.]
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This time, he is looking at her. His lightsaber remains abandoned in the grass.]
Before you go.
[His tone doesn't change (though he is quiet), for he seems resigned that he's not going to change her mind on this. He knows he wants to ask something, but phrasing the question is -- hard. It might be impossible. But he's going to try.]
Is this it?
[He has to know. Was everything she had given him conditional on returning him to the Light? This agenda she had -- how much of it was duty, how much of it was naivety, and how much was it genuine?
Maybe if she walks away for good, it will get easier. The conflict will lessen, and he will be able to do the same.]