A trail of— [Thrawn balks at her suggestion more than her positioning when she places herself in his path, that towering silhouette coming to a stark halt.]
Do you truly think I mean to kill them?
[Frustrated— visibly frustrated (his glowing eyes narrowing briefly into slits)— he flexes his fingertips at his sides, working to keep his attention alternately divided between Rey and the slowly encroaching patrol, and to cool the irritation that threatens to undo all hope of logic.]
Your skill with the Force is a more valuable asset than anything I have to offer. Should our mission come to the brink of failure, it is you that stands the strongest chance of recovery.
[This time, he speaks without the use of their jewelcomm, his low, inhuman voice a humming whisper steeped in urgency.] I know you are capable of this, Rey.
I only ask that you do not spend yourself too soon. You do not know what lies ahead.
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Do you truly think I mean to kill them?
[Frustrated— visibly frustrated (his glowing eyes narrowing briefly into slits)— he flexes his fingertips at his sides, working to keep his attention alternately divided between Rey and the slowly encroaching patrol, and to cool the irritation that threatens to undo all hope of logic.]
Your skill with the Force is a more valuable asset than anything I have to offer. Should our mission come to the brink of failure, it is you that stands the strongest chance of recovery.
[This time, he speaks without the use of their jewelcomm, his low, inhuman voice a humming whisper steeped in urgency.] I know you are capable of this, Rey.
I only ask that you do not spend yourself too soon. You do not know what lies ahead.