[ Rey glances behind her, reflexively. In part she seems to be checking that no one else is here to see her, in part because she feels some stirring warning within her trying to tell her that pursuing Ren is a bad idea. She follows him anyway, boots kicking up dust with the urgency of her steps, though she never calls out for him to wait. ]
They deserved a chance. [ Her voice raised to reach him, even as she hustled to close the distance between them. Even he got one, one that he didn't deserve, one that he spurned and met with violence, but a chance all the same. ] They don't know what they're dealing with.
[ The Force, for Rey, still feels an awful lot like cheating. She's seen what Ren can do with it. She doesn't trust that the bandit ever stood a chance of survival against him. ]
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They deserved a chance. [ Her voice raised to reach him, even as she hustled to close the distance between them. Even he got one, one that he didn't deserve, one that he spurned and met with violence, but a chance all the same. ] They don't know what they're dealing with.
[ The Force, for Rey, still feels an awful lot like cheating. She's seen what Ren can do with it. She doesn't trust that the bandit ever stood a chance of survival against him. ]