[ The crushing anxiety of Snoke's inevitable discovery of them presses down on her, prickling the hair on the back of her neck. She sweats with it, not with the effort of crushing his windpipe, and her hand shakes. She will be punished. She had known the moment she saw him on Ryloth where this would end, but she had hoped that results might temper it. Hope, that foolish flimsy thing that flickered and persisted in even the darkest parts of her. Making it all the more painful.
Just as she had hoped to find something authentic in the way he had made offerings to her — his food, his space, his things. She has never shared anything with anyone, and only been given the barest necessities. But for him. Her teeth grind, wearing down, biting back hurt to replace it with unfettered rage lest the grief of the betrayal sink in. ]
Yes. [ Savage, snapped. ] Because if you don't bring me to the Umbara System, you will not survive to meet him. [ She cannot fly the ship alone. He had warned her that, and she had seen it firsthand when watching him lean across her with his long arms. It is not a ship designed to fly alone. She needs him. She loosens her grip. ] Bring me to the base. Show me what was promised, and you will not suffer at my hand or anyone else's.
[ She can't promise it, but she does. It is not within her power to protect him from Snoke. But she needs to try, needs to find some way to make him comply where violence won't properly do. There are no teeth behind it. If she is to avoid punishment when the Supremacy arrives, she needs results; in order to get results, she needs him. Otherwise she's just adrift in the Falcon because she'd allowed him to distract her again, and even his death would not mitigate Snoke's disappointment. ]
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Just as she had hoped to find something authentic in the way he had made offerings to her — his food, his space, his things. She has never shared anything with anyone, and only been given the barest necessities. But for him. Her teeth grind, wearing down, biting back hurt to replace it with unfettered rage lest the grief of the betrayal sink in. ]
Yes. [ Savage, snapped. ] Because if you don't bring me to the Umbara System, you will not survive to meet him. [ She cannot fly the ship alone. He had warned her that, and she had seen it firsthand when watching him lean across her with his long arms. It is not a ship designed to fly alone. She needs him. She loosens her grip. ] Bring me to the base. Show me what was promised, and you will not suffer at my hand or anyone else's.
[ She can't promise it, but she does. It is not within her power to protect him from Snoke. But she needs to try, needs to find some way to make him comply where violence won't properly do. There are no teeth behind it. If she is to avoid punishment when the Supremacy arrives, she needs results; in order to get results, she needs him. Otherwise she's just adrift in the Falcon because she'd allowed him to distract her again, and even his death would not mitigate Snoke's disappointment. ]