[ Something was targeting them. The sobs which shake her body, the pull of her fingers at his back-- It was targeting them and he doesn't know why.
Well-- For him it was obvious. His lineage-- his fucking lineage was something to behold. Anyone who would feed off the potential of the Force would target him. He was obvious.
But her?
He can feel her thoughts of "no one" echoing though her head and she's right. She has no connection to the story, her abilities, though possibly more powerful than one could fathom, lay dormant and untouched. There was no reason for the darkness to chase a scavenger girl from Jakku. Even if it dragged her in, she'd have no idea what to do with it. More likely to hurt herself then seek a pathway to navigate the dark...
But they touched and it was instant. Undeniable.
Had it grown frustrated that Ben's darkness had begun to ebb, to ease back and recede?
--He had to speak to Luke. This was above him. This brought clarity and fear and if his father knows why he was so insistent on bringing this girl with them he may just leave her in the desert to fend for herself.
He squeezes his eyes shut and draws her closer. Focusing on finding his center. This conjecture and worry wouldn't do them any good in the middle of the night. He'd talk to Luke soon. He'd get to the bottom of it.
For now-- he thinks of Chandrila, of waves crashing on the beach, on the smell wafting in the breeze... of an ocean. He can't find any words to say, not good ones at least. He hopes this could be enough for the moment. Quiet memories, a tight embrace, he rocks her back and forth.
He'll realize later this is what his mother used to do for him. ]
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Well-- For him it was obvious. His lineage-- his fucking lineage was something to behold. Anyone who would feed off the potential of the Force would target him. He was obvious.
But her?
He can feel her thoughts of "no one" echoing though her head and she's right. She has no connection to the story, her abilities, though possibly more powerful than one could fathom, lay dormant and untouched. There was no reason for the darkness to chase a scavenger girl from Jakku. Even if it dragged her in, she'd have no idea what to do with it. More likely to hurt herself then seek a pathway to navigate the dark...
But they touched and it was instant. Undeniable.
Had it grown frustrated that Ben's darkness had begun to ebb, to ease back and recede?
--He had to speak to Luke. This was above him. This brought clarity and fear and if his father knows why he was so insistent on bringing this girl with them he may just leave her in the desert to fend for herself.
He squeezes his eyes shut and draws her closer. Focusing on finding his center. This conjecture and worry wouldn't do them any good in the middle of the night. He'd talk to Luke soon. He'd get to the bottom of it.
For now-- he thinks of Chandrila, of waves crashing on the beach, on the smell wafting in the breeze... of an ocean. He can't find any words to say, not good ones at least. He hopes this could be enough for the moment. Quiet memories, a tight embrace, he rocks her back and forth.
He'll realize later this is what his mother used to do for him. ]