[He puts down his lightsaber, and stops walking. It takes him a moment to find a grip -- he's not used to this sort of weapon, and she is smaller than he is. This might actually be more effective than using lightsabers.
He closes his eyes as he inhales, then exhales, and he attempts to reach to the light he's learned to recognize as Rey. His grip relaxes just enough to mimic her own.]
Now, lead me.
[He has an idea in his mind that translates between them. He is a flat surface, and the extent of the staff, of Rey herself -- that is the weapon.
This might be ridiculous, and it might not work, but it makes sense to him.]
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[He puts down his lightsaber, and stops walking. It takes him a moment to find a grip -- he's not used to this sort of weapon, and she is smaller than he is. This might actually be more effective than using lightsabers.
He closes his eyes as he inhales, then exhales, and he attempts to reach to the light he's learned to recognize as Rey. His grip relaxes just enough to mimic her own.]
Now, lead me.
[He has an idea in his mind that translates between them. He is a flat surface, and the extent of the staff, of Rey herself -- that is the weapon.
This might be ridiculous, and it might not work, but it makes sense to him.]