[ A momentary expression of a near grin-- he can accept that for the moment, glancing to her before he takes a moment to tip the rest of the contents of the canteen into his mouth. It's cool and stings at his throat but he's feeling a little more alert to it.
A few caretakers pass by them and give them some super pointed looks before going off to clean their personal smut hut and Light a damn fire this time, now that the loud one who breaks their shit is back.
This is not to mention the fact that Luke Skywalker BURNED DOWN THEIR TREE AND THEY LOST ALL THE DAMN BOOKS. UGH. PEOPLE. THE WORST SPECIES.
But Kylo's finished off the rest of his water and hands it off to Rey and- he's feeling a bit better if not. Extremely surreal about this moment, its such a strong whiplash that part of his brain is still anxious about needing to return to the First Order because of the schedule of events he has held in his head and body's clock. There was a meeting that was supposed to be happening now, a supply drop in a few days-- he still had drills to run through and... now none of that mattered and he's wrestling with it. ]
I don't mind if you touch me.
[ He'll go with that instead. The First Order is an even more fraught subject than usual right now. He's hoping she'll understand that he's struggling with it.
He's starting to piece together that she's afraid of hurting him and-- Honestly even if she was literally hurting him he never minds her touch. ]
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A few caretakers pass by them and give them some super pointed looks before going off to clean their personal smut hut and Light a damn fire this time, now that the loud one who breaks their shit is back.
This is not to mention the fact that Luke Skywalker BURNED DOWN THEIR TREE AND THEY LOST ALL THE DAMN BOOKS. UGH. PEOPLE. THE WORST SPECIES.
But Kylo's finished off the rest of his water and hands it off to Rey and- he's feeling a bit better if not. Extremely surreal about this moment, its such a strong whiplash that part of his brain is still anxious about needing to return to the First Order because of the schedule of events he has held in his head and body's clock. There was a meeting that was supposed to be happening now, a supply drop in a few days-- he still had drills to run through and... now none of that mattered and he's wrestling with it. ]
I don't mind if you touch me.
[ He'll go with that instead. The First Order is an even more fraught subject than usual right now. He's hoping she'll understand that he's struggling with it.
He's starting to piece together that she's afraid of hurting him and-- Honestly even if she was literally hurting him he never minds her touch. ]