[ She doesn't reply, too uneasy with the truth and too incapable of the lie. There is no valid reason to be seeking out company at all, least of all his, but here she is. She surveys where he stretches out on the bunk, hovering awkwardly in the doorway.
He's reading. A solitary activity. She prefers the same, but reading was never on the agenda for her. She's never been good at it, and Snoke always discouraged it. Why read when she could just hear it firsthand from him? His knowledge was unquestionable.
She invites herself into the space but settles on the floor by the opposite wall, knees bent in front of her. ]
Continue.
[ She delivers it like an order because she doesn't know how else to put it. She hadn't come to interrupt him. ]
no subject
He's reading. A solitary activity. She prefers the same, but reading was never on the agenda for her. She's never been good at it, and Snoke always discouraged it. Why read when she could just hear it firsthand from him? His knowledge was unquestionable.
She invites herself into the space but settles on the floor by the opposite wall, knees bent in front of her. ]
Continue.
[ She delivers it like an order because she doesn't know how else to put it. She hadn't come to interrupt him. ]