[It turns out her instinct is the correct one. He doesn't know how to fight off her applied Force. His fingers pull at the skin of her throat, turning it red with his refusal to release until he cracks back into the wall. It dazes him, knocks him out of the hungry, consuming darkness, and leaves him holding his head and struggling to clear his vision.
He's still short on breath, hyperventilating as he struggles to find a leash for the surging darkness, but present enough in his own mind to not lash out again.
He doesn't like it. He doesn't like it. He doesn't--
Ben starts to tremble again, fingernails digging into his own skin as he tries to pack it all back in a box without the tools to do so. Repeatedly, he claws over his own skin, leaving raised marks as he repeatedly tries to redirect his focus away from his anger.]
K-kira...
[She did this. He felt like he was drowning. She couldn't help him. But he can't help reaching out. She's the only one here. Who else would be there?]
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He's still short on breath, hyperventilating as he struggles to find a leash for the surging darkness, but present enough in his own mind to not lash out again.
He doesn't like it. He doesn't like it. He doesn't--
Ben starts to tremble again, fingernails digging into his own skin as he tries to pack it all back in a box without the tools to do so. Repeatedly, he claws over his own skin, leaving raised marks as he repeatedly tries to redirect his focus away from his anger.]
K-kira...
[She did this. He felt like he was drowning. She couldn't help him. But he can't help reaching out. She's the only one here. Who else would be there?]