[ He isn't there until he is. Rey's next blink brings him into focus, fading in and out of her disassociation, to realize he has eclipsed her — looming, imposing himself. It loses some of its effect due to her disconnect, but the intent is there, as clear as the soulless pit of his eyes peering back at her.
Waiting for her to succumb to prey instinct, she thinks, for him to enjoy the hunt. To award him a reason to fault his cruelty on her actions, seeking to justify himself. To seek her participation in this. Rey merely stares back, glassy-eyed. He cannot hurt her more than he has, cannot prove he cares for her less than he already has.
In the end, he is only making her more powerful. ]
I'm more alone than I have ever been.
[ He's shown her that, too. Her physical existence here means nothing. He is still clinging to that, it seems, to console himself. Still posturing himself as triumphant, unable to realize he cannot break her. It's a tired pattern that gains him no reaction as her eyes trail away to stare at the ceiling. ]
choo choo or should i say yeethaw
Waiting for her to succumb to prey instinct, she thinks, for him to enjoy the hunt. To award him a reason to fault his cruelty on her actions, seeking to justify himself. To seek her participation in this. Rey merely stares back, glassy-eyed. He cannot hurt her more than he has, cannot prove he cares for her less than he already has.
In the end, he is only making her more powerful. ]
I'm more alone than I have ever been.
[ He's shown her that, too. Her physical existence here means nothing. He is still clinging to that, it seems, to console himself. Still posturing himself as triumphant, unable to realize he cannot break her. It's a tired pattern that gains him no reaction as her eyes trail away to stare at the ceiling. ]