[Ben is a restless sleeper, especially when he's been induced when under stress. She'll find there is little resistance when she pushes through his mind, though he groans with displeasure in his sleep whenever he does note her presence. Gradually, he curls in on himself, the mattress curling with his center of gravity so squarely positioned near the center of it.
The base was on the largely uninhabited pocket of Umbara, but a cold chill flows through him at the thought of it -- the same sort he felt whenever he thought too hard about the Supreme Leader, associated with death and unpleasant things. A desecrated base from the days of the Clone Wars, and an empty hanger.
As the pain grows worse, Ben starts to stir, attempting to shake off that foreign feeling in his mind.]
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The base was on the largely uninhabited pocket of Umbara, but a cold chill flows through him at the thought of it -- the same sort he felt whenever he thought too hard about the Supreme Leader, associated with death and unpleasant things. A desecrated base from the days of the Clone Wars, and an empty hanger.
As the pain grows worse, Ben starts to stir, attempting to shake off that foreign feeling in his mind.]