[Kylo frowns down at her, like he doesn’t understand despite the bond managing to infer the attachment. After all, he did not ask her to purge them — just to change.]
They do not fit you. If you continue to wear them, you will force me to cut them off of you when you can’t get them off yourself.
[He glides to the table to drop her evening meal, seating himself and turning to stare at her. His eyes settle on a spot on the wall just above her head. He appears tired today, lacking his usual imperial air. His fingers tap out an anxious rhythm.]
Just change. You don’t need another reason to hate me.
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[Kylo frowns down at her, like he doesn’t understand despite the bond managing to infer the attachment. After all, he did not ask her to purge them — just to change.]
They do not fit you. If you continue to wear them, you will force me to cut them off of you when you can’t get them off yourself.
[He glides to the table to drop her evening meal, seating himself and turning to stare at her. His eyes settle on a spot on the wall just above her head. He appears tired today, lacking his usual imperial air. His fingers tap out an anxious rhythm.]
Just change. You don’t need another reason to hate me.