[He swallows when she mentions her parents, and the way she talks about them. The fact that she killed them and -- that some part of her clearly regretted it. Snoke must have taken advantage of her. The pieces aren't hard to put together now that he has them all.

It tugs at his heart some. But he can't fix it now.]

...I don't need to be anyone to the rest of the galaxy. I just want to be myself.

[Being nothing doesn't seem so bad, in the grand scheme of things. He looks away from her face then -- because this honest kind of burns, and he can feel something burning at the back of his neck.]

Are you going to help me shut him out?