[In truth, it's a sentiment not too far off point: ascension always comes at a cost. Ben Solo was struck down alongside the rest of Luke Skywalker's precious, fledgling dreams - his death gave way to the strength of Kylo Ren, the cruelty that laid dorment in his blood for so long. The scent of rain, of scorched flesh and ocean salt.
But what he accomplished in his time was born from those meager beginnings, and he'd be a poor student at his forefather's feet if he didn't show her the beauty of it all.]
Wait— [He's on his heels in an instant, upright and demanding as ever; steeped in the expectation that she'll stop where he asks.]
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But what he accomplished in his time was born from those meager beginnings, and he'd be a poor student at his forefather's feet if he didn't show her the beauty of it all.]
Wait— [He's on his heels in an instant, upright and demanding as ever; steeped in the expectation that she'll stop where he asks.]
We're not done yet, Ahsoka Tano.