[Ben is digesting what Kira says to him with a bit of dread in his stomach. The implication isn't pretty. Part of him is even repulsed by it -- but even with that knowledge, this girl is but a child. A terrifying and murderous child but...a child nonetheless.
He opens his mouth to respond, and his spine goes rigid when he hears his name snarled. The feeling that accompanies it seems to give him a bit of a fever, sweat causing his hair to stick to his face, as if there were no shield from Jakku's suns.
Ben reaches down to turn Kira's face up to his, brushing her hair out of his eyes so that they meet with his own.]
You have to wake up.
[His voice is quieter, like the sound of the snarl has tried to chase it away.]
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He opens his mouth to respond, and his spine goes rigid when he hears his name snarled. The feeling that accompanies it seems to give him a bit of a fever, sweat causing his hair to stick to his face, as if there were no shield from Jakku's suns.
Ben reaches down to turn Kira's face up to his, brushing her hair out of his eyes so that they meet with his own.]
You have to wake up.
[His voice is quieter, like the sound of the snarl has tried to chase it away.]