[She had to. They both knew that she had to leave, that she had no choice but to search for the truth of who she was and of what her place in the world was meant to be after her Jedi family had nearly sentenced her to death without blinking. She remembers Anakin's memory of her, spine quivering as she forced herself to continue walking even after she had left her padawan braid in his hand.
And thought he respected her decision, he--carried so much. He had become so walled off.
But Kylo Ren had given her the information she sought. She hadn't come to invite his pity, and she hadn't come to apologize. So she says nothing further beyond the confirmation of blame that she gives him.
It sickens her, chokes her into closing her eyes, to think that death may have been a kinder fate. She cannot scold Kylo Ren for his inclinations when she had trained under a man who would rise as a Sith Lord -- but she can thank the merciful Force that he would never become that vile monster here.]
Thank you. For the information.
[Hollow, as she forces her eyes open. A formality, rather than gratitude.]
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[She had to. They both knew that she had to leave, that she had no choice but to search for the truth of who she was and of what her place in the world was meant to be after her Jedi family had nearly sentenced her to death without blinking. She remembers Anakin's memory of her, spine quivering as she forced herself to continue walking even after she had left her padawan braid in his hand.
And thought he respected her decision, he--carried so much. He had become so walled off.
But Kylo Ren had given her the information she sought. She hadn't come to invite his pity, and she hadn't come to apologize. So she says nothing further beyond the confirmation of blame that she gives him.
It sickens her, chokes her into closing her eyes, to think that death may have been a kinder fate. She cannot scold Kylo Ren for his inclinations when she had trained under a man who would rise as a Sith Lord -- but she can thank the merciful Force that he would never become that vile monster here.]
Thank you. For the information.
[Hollow, as she forces her eyes open. A formality, rather than gratitude.]