[That's not the reaction he was expecting, so Ren turns enough to look over his shoulder and spots...a child.
Momentarily, he is distracted from his task and turns all the way around in order to consider him, straining his neck in order to do so. In spite of himself, Ren finds his brows knitting together. What was a child doing outside of city limits? What was a child doing among them at all?]
oh god i'm ready for this
Momentarily, he is distracted from his task and turns all the way around in order to consider him, straining his neck in order to do so. In spite of himself, Ren finds his brows knitting together. What was a child doing outside of city limits? What was a child doing among them at all?]
A weapon.
[First and foremost.]
It is called a lightsaber.