[Ben feels a pressure on his shoulder and reacts violently, spinning on his knees to grab at her wrist and crush it in the opposite palm. He can feel the fine bones there -- how easy it would be for him to break them by just closing his fist. He'd never felt so profoundly powerful in his lifetime. He felt as if he could rip a hole into the hull of the Falcon and embrace the vacuum of space with ease.
He says nothing to her -- he is barely recognizable beyond the hateful sneer on his face, behind the red of his eyes and the tears that stain his cheeks. Kira did this to him -- she was the reason he felt as if his bones were about to pop out of his skin.
Before she can get away from him, he reaches for her throat and swings his legs over her to pin her to the floor. Anger floods out of him like its own oxygen source, and he is so much at a loss for what to do with it beyond kill that his shoulders continue to tremble.
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He says nothing to her -- he is barely recognizable beyond the hateful sneer on his face, behind the red of his eyes and the tears that stain his cheeks. Kira did this to him -- she was the reason he felt as if his bones were about to pop out of his skin.
Before she can get away from him, he reaches for her throat and swings his legs over her to pin her to the floor. Anger floods out of him like its own oxygen source, and he is so much at a loss for what to do with it beyond kill that his shoulders continue to tremble.
Her words fall on deaf ears.]