[ She doesn't trust that promise for a second as she sets the canteen back in his hand. Rather than address it, Rey rubs away the moisture collecting at her chin, dripping down onto the bed like a stalactite, and turns her eyes to the meal he's offered. This time, she is careful not to dig in quickly, not to enjoy it.
Kylo Ren would only consider it another victory, and she knows well now that needs and desires are exploitable. He is not above dangling them above her head, using them as bait, to coerce her into behaving as he wishes, slotting her into the role he wants in order to indulge his fantasies.
Her disdain pollutes his satisfaction in the bond, working to overpower it. Carefully, she picks at the block of processed ingredients — meat and bread, if she had to guess, and snarks, ]
Did you expect me to thank you? I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you.
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Kylo Ren would only consider it another victory, and she knows well now that needs and desires are exploitable. He is not above dangling them above her head, using them as bait, to coerce her into behaving as he wishes, slotting her into the role he wants in order to indulge his fantasies.
Her disdain pollutes his satisfaction in the bond, working to overpower it. Carefully, she picks at the block of processed ingredients — meat and bread, if she had to guess, and snarks, ]
Did you expect me to thank you? I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you.