It isn't trepidation that attaches itself to her limbs and turns them rigid. Kylo Ren is a defanged creature, locked away inside his cage, and she refuses to be afraid of him. To give him that sense of visceral power over her. But it is unsettling to be under his scrutiny once more, to hear that timber of his voice again, directed back at her like he means to extract more from her.
Her skin crawls. Prickles with gooseflesh. Ignoring him would be the strategic decision. She can't help but to respond — scathingly, at that. ]
I could ask you the same.
[ It stings, to some degree. Kylo Ren is a monster, and even his parents have shown their dedication to returning for him. Han Solo has been walking around with a void inside of him after the loss of his son; he'll no longer need her to fill it, no longer have a place for her on his crew, now that he has his own flesh and blood returned to him.
More significantly, it makes her despise Kylo further, envious of the family he has thrown away. The family he continues to throw away, sullen and unresponsive in his cell. ]
If you're trying to provoke me into opening your cell, it won't work.
[ That's what this is, isn't it? An attempt to free himself by goading her into anger, into confronting him physically. Her eyes bore holes into him with a laser-focus where she sits, a contradiction of exhausted alertness. ]
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It isn't trepidation that attaches itself to her limbs and turns them rigid. Kylo Ren is a defanged creature, locked away inside his cage, and she refuses to be afraid of him. To give him that sense of visceral power over her. But it is unsettling to be under his scrutiny once more, to hear that timber of his voice again, directed back at her like he means to extract more from her.
Her skin crawls. Prickles with gooseflesh. Ignoring him would be the strategic decision. She can't help but to respond — scathingly, at that. ]
I could ask you the same.
[ It stings, to some degree. Kylo Ren is a monster, and even his parents have shown their dedication to returning for him. Han Solo has been walking around with a void inside of him after the loss of his son; he'll no longer need her to fill it, no longer have a place for her on his crew, now that he has his own flesh and blood returned to him.
More significantly, it makes her despise Kylo further, envious of the family he has thrown away. The family he continues to throw away, sullen and unresponsive in his cell. ]
If you're trying to provoke me into opening your cell, it won't work.
[ That's what this is, isn't it? An attempt to free himself by goading her into anger, into confronting him physically. Her eyes bore holes into him with a laser-focus where she sits, a contradiction of exhausted alertness. ]