A farmer? [ her nose crinkles as she processes this information. ] Really?
[ It's hard to imagine the man, the myth, the legend as a moisture farmer. But, well, it's kind of inspiring right? He was nobody, too, once. She turns her head to help facilitate Ben's braiding efforts, which just involves her nose getting introduced to his hip bone. If she notices the intimacy therein, she makes no mention of it. ]
You must hate that.
[ She's noticed his feelings on showers. He takes them very religiously. Maybe his strong feelings were actually about 5 mins of privacy to jack off to the thought of the fourteen-year-old, though, who knows. ]
visual aide for ben solo's focus
[ It's hard to imagine the man, the myth, the legend as a moisture farmer. But, well, it's kind of inspiring right? He was nobody, too, once. She turns her head to help facilitate Ben's braiding efforts, which just involves her nose getting introduced to his hip bone. If she notices the intimacy therein, she makes no mention of it. ]
You must hate that.
[ She's noticed his feelings on showers. He takes them very religiously. Maybe his strong feelings were actually about 5 mins of privacy to jack off to the thought of the fourteen-year-old, though, who knows. ]