[He stops short of chasing her to digest all of that. Protected him? When had she stopped planning to bring him to Snoke? He'd fled before she really had the chance to -- was she just going to cart him around the galaxy into infinity? That's kind of what they were doing now.
There's some obvious surprise on his face as he opens and closes his mouth dumbly, perhaps more than a little suspicious.]
...when...did you decide you weren't going to turn me over to Snoke?
[Let's just. Start there. There should be a "and why" attached to that but. Honestly he doesn't need to know why. It doesn't really matter. He's not dead, and apparently not on track for immediate death.
no subject
There's some obvious surprise on his face as he opens and closes his mouth dumbly, perhaps more than a little suspicious.]
...when...did you decide you weren't going to turn me over to Snoke?
[Let's just. Start there. There should be a "and why" attached to that but. Honestly he doesn't need to know why. It doesn't really matter. He's not dead, and apparently not on track for immediate death.
That is what is important.]