sololoquy: (of the earth)
ĸylo ren ([personal profile] sololoquy) wrote 2019-09-06 06:36 am (UTC)

Fine.

[He offers no hesitation at any of it, only waving his hand to unlock the bathroom for her from where he stands. Not long after, he descends into a seat and props his head up on the table. It's all very pedestrian and lazy, unlike the militant assassin he once had been. Eventually, his eyes slide back from the wall to her, and that same tired look remains plastered.

Whether or not he's given up, he makes no further vocalizations. For all his exhaustion, her plan to outlast his stubborn streak seems to be working. Something about his pale skin is vaguely green, on top of it all.]


Do as you like.

[Within reason, of course. She wouldn't be able to drown herself in there. If she took too long, he would check before she'd manage any substantial damage to herself, and now that the bond had been reestablished -- he would feel it all anyway.

But he couldn't afford to keep fighting the vitriol. He had to accept it for what it was, before Hux picked up on his weakness.]


Just do it quickly.

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