[His head tilts to the side, and he cannot help the exhaustion that seeps into his limbs. It isn't simply born of Rey's reaction to his harsh truths, but also the fact that he had not slept as of yet.
Her anger is a warm flame on the other end of the bond. Were circumstances different, he might have basked in it. But instead, its light sears his eyes.]
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[His head tilts to the side, and he cannot help the exhaustion that seeps into his limbs. It isn't simply born of Rey's reaction to his harsh truths, but also the fact that he had not slept as of yet.
Her anger is a warm flame on the other end of the bond. Were circumstances different, he might have basked in it. But instead, its light sears his eyes.]
It's just us. Again. Whether we live or we die.