[ In the same way it always did, his stare unnerved her, seeming to probe beyond the surface he skimmed and into parts of her that she wanted to keep for herself. Years of isolation left Rey private, and even in her enthusiasm for her connections with Finn and Han, with Urahara and Keith and Lance now, her actual feelings, her experiences, they felt like they belonged to her alone, and she was rarely forthcoming with them. Kylo Ren seized access to those inner workings for himself; this time, he didn't even need to use enhanced interrogation methods to do it.
What he said struck deep and resonated in her, no doubt in part because, if his fervor was anything to go by, he drew from his own experience. In a way, he made manifest her fears. From anyone else, she might have felt reassured, glad to embrace the inevitability and resign herself from the fight, but from him, it rankled her further and commanded her to greater defense.
She would not be like him. She would never be like him. She wanted to believe that, but she could not shake the believe that he instilled in her without another source to counter it—that once the Dark had taken its hold, and it surely had, that she could never repulse it, not entirely. ]
Get away from me.
[ The warning shook her voice, loathing pulsing out in the tremor of it, a threat implicit in the words. She did not budge, not for lack of ability, but rather refusal to run from him anymore. No, let him run from her. ]
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What he said struck deep and resonated in her, no doubt in part because, if his fervor was anything to go by, he drew from his own experience. In a way, he made manifest her fears. From anyone else, she might have felt reassured, glad to embrace the inevitability and resign herself from the fight, but from him, it rankled her further and commanded her to greater defense.
She would not be like him. She would never be like him. She wanted to believe that, but she could not shake the believe that he instilled in her without another source to counter it—that once the Dark had taken its hold, and it surely had, that she could never repulse it, not entirely. ]
Get away from me.
[ The warning shook her voice, loathing pulsing out in the tremor of it, a threat implicit in the words. She did not budge, not for lack of ability, but rather refusal to run from him anymore. No, let him run from her. ]